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 Dominican Republic and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare 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 the Sonics to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren 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?
Alice Coltrane,
Section 25,
Marvin Gaye,
Nils Olav,
Nation of Ulysses,
Goldenarms,
the Slits,
The Sonics,
Glambeats Corp.,
Amon Düül II,
Danielle Patucci,
The Offenders,
The Gladiators,
Gastr Del Sol,
Colin Newman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Association,
The Doobie Brothers,
Country Teasers,
June Days,
Yazoo,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eurythmics,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sexual Harrassment,
8 Eyed Spy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lalann,
The Black Dice,
Leonard Cohen,
Aswad,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jeff Lynne,
Skaos,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Panda Bear,
Dave Gahan,
Ituana,
Joyce Sims,
cv313,
Mars,
Radio Birdman,
World's Most,
Outsiders,
R.M.O.,
The Neon Judgement,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fear,
Mary Jane Girls,
Brothers Johnson,
Reuben Wilson,
Talk Talk,
Toni Rubio,
Aloha Tigers,
Matthew Bourne,
Al Stewart,
The Velvet Underground,
The Star Department,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.