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 Barbados and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 LL Cool J to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Brick,
8 Eyed Spy,
The American Breed,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eli Mardock,
Marmalade,
The Buckinghams,
The Martian,
Marvin Gaye,
Excepter,
Sällskapet,
Moss Icon,
Loose Ends,
Terry Callier,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Associates,
One Last Wish,
The Divine Comedy,
ABC,
Matthew Bourne,
Mission of Burma,
Television Personalities,
T.S.O.L.,
UT,
Ice-T,
La Düsseldorf,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Crispy Ambulance,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Golliwogs,
Bobby Sherman,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Donald Byrd,
Oneida,
Bang On A Can,
Isaac Hayes,
CMW,
Jacob Miller,
Japan,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Seeds,
Massinfluence,
Simply Red,
David Axelrod,
Panda Bear,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Accadde A,
the Normal,
Peter & Gordon,
Rekid,
Joyce Sims,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sight & Sound,
Second Layer,
New Order,
Bobbi Humphrey,
New Age Steppers,
Scion,
Radiopuhelimet,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.