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 Korea North and from London.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the 808 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 Index to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Doors. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Searchers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Young Rascals,
The Mojo Men,
Gang Green,
Michelle Simonal,
10cc,
Dave Gahan,
The J.B.'s,
Glenn Branca,
Al Stewart,
Half Japanese,
Arthur Verocai,
Rod Modell,
Essential Logic,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Deepchord,
Negative Approach,
Ludus,
Visage,
U.S. Maple,
Bill Wells,
Electric Prunes,
La Düsseldorf,
Groovy Waters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Agitation Free,
Metal Thangz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jesper Dahlback,
Skarface,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Scan 7,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Theoretical Girls,
Unwound,
Kurtis Blow,
The Star Department,
The Gun Club,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Trojans,
The Evens,
Fat Boys,
David Axelrod,
Ken Boothe,
Underground Resistance,
Au Pairs,
Todd Rundgren,
Little Man,
X-Ray Spex,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Stereo Dub,
Fluxion,
Flipper,
Rites of Spring,
The Offenders,
Pierre Henry,
Freddie Wadling,
The Standells,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Robert Hood,
Marshall Jefferson,
Magazine,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.