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 Taiwan and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Columbus.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Darondo to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
The Golliwogs,
David Bowie,
Reuben Wilson,
Soul II Soul,
Average White Band,
Lower 48,
Josef K,
Gregory Isaacs,
Quando Quango,
Public Enemy,
Soft Cell,
Audionom,
World's Most,
Boredoms,
Tears for Fears,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bobby Womack,
The Wake,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Victims,
L. Decosne,
Albert Ayler,
Half Japanese,
Niagra,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rufus Thomas,
Zero Boys,
Jerry's Kids,
Main Source,
The Young Rascals,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eve St. Jones,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Moon,
Mad Mike,
Suicide,
The Blackbyrds,
Index,
K-Klass,
Roxette,
The Saints,
Dave Gahan,
Danielle Patucci,
Guru Guru,
Suburban Knight,
Judy Mowatt,
DJ Sneak,
Infiniti,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gang Gang Dance,
Nirvana,
Pole,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Y Pants,
Delon & Dalcan,
Smog,
The Trojans,
The Slackers,
Erasure,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.