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 Poland and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 This Heat to the rock 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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Minor Threat,
The Remains,
The Dead C,
Trumans Water,
The Grass Roots,
Arthur Verocai,
Audionom,
Susan Cadogan,
These Immortal Souls,
Easy Going,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Deepchord,
Danielle Patucci,
Michelle Simonal,
Lower 48,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Goldenarms,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Joyce Sims,
Sonny Sharrock,
A Certain Ratio,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Beau Brummels,
The Human League,
The Zeros,
Suburban Knight,
Roxette,
Marc Almond,
Faraquet,
The Slackers,
The Black Dice,
La Düsseldorf,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Associates,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gerry Rafferty,
Schoolly D,
Terry Callier,
Sam Rivers,
Neu!,
Reuben Wilson,
Erykah Badu,
The Gladiators,
The Flesh Eaters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eddi Front,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lebanon Hanover,
Black Moon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Swans,
Pantaleimon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kayak,
Leonard Cohen,
Althea and Donna,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.