Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Peru and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Bronski Beat to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
The Sound,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Associates,
Maleditus Sound,
Eric Dolphy,
The Litter,
Excepter,
Glenn Branca,
June Days,
Barrington Levy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gregory Isaacs,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rufus Thomas,
Qualms,
The Kinks,
Erasure,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scan 7,
Crispy Ambulance,
Essential Logic,
Ultravox,
X-102,
Thompson Twins,
Mark Hollis,
Duran Duran,
Technova,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Anakelly,
Aswad,
Peter and Kerry,
Moby Grape,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Archie Shepp,
The Gories,
The Neon Judgement,
Dennis Brown,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Roy Ayers,
Make Up,
Isaac Hayes,
Bobby Sherman,
The Detroit Cobras,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roxy Music,
Minnie Riperton,
The Buckinghams,
Delon & Dalcan,
Blake Baxter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Shoche,
Hot Snakes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Dawn Penn,
KRS-One,
Crime,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
James White and The Blacks,
David Bowie,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.