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 Iceland and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Curtis Mayfield to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Smog,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Harmonia,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Can,
Prince Buster,
The Electric Prunes,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Blues Magoos,
Flamin' Groovies,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Soulsonic Force,
Agitation Free,
H. Thieme,
the Sonics,
The Busters,
Royal Trux,
June Days,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Kerrie Biddell,
AZ,
A Certain Ratio,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Deakin,
Index,
the Association,
Eden Ahbez,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Happenings,
Jeff Lynne,
Marc Almond,
Letta Mbulu,
K-Klass,
Tres Demented,
Minnie Riperton,
Lalann,
Slick Rick,
Neu!,
Stereo Dub,
Altered Images,
Gabor Szabo,
Make Up,
The Zeros,
Lucky Dragons,
Lightning Bolt,
Subhumans,
Mars,
One Last Wish,
Amon Düül,
Unrelated Segments,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wings,
Eric Dolphy,
Trumans Water,
Sun City Girls,
Deepchord,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.