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 Ireland and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lee Hazlewood to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Derrick May,
Magma,
Steve Hackett,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Theoretical Girls,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Smoke,
Cymande,
Yellowson,
Scrapy,
Eli Mardock,
The Mojo Men,
Matthew Halsall,
Suicide,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Soulsonic Force,
Public Enemy,
Severed Heads,
Joe Finger,
a-ha,
the Fania All-Stars,
Pole,
T. Rex,
Graham Central Station,
DJ Style,
Tres Demented,
The Count Five,
Sparks,
Oblivians,
The Shadows of Knight,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Mummies,
Spoonie Gee,
The Gladiators,
The Kinks,
the Association,
Pet Shop Boys,
Wings,
Mo-Dettes,
Marc Almond,
Agitation Free,
The Vogues,
EPMD,
Skaos,
Organ,
Sex Pistols,
Slave,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Index,
Eddi Front,
The American Breed,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Wire,
Roy Ayers,
Throbbing Gristle,
Prince Buster,
Khruangbin,
Lightning Bolt,
Dead Boys,
Scott Walker,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.