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 Egypt and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gerry Rafferty to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Graham Central Station,
Michelle Simonal,
Gang Green,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tim Buckley,
Ohio Players,
Boz Scaggs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roger Hodgson,
Skriet,
The Martian,
Judy Mowatt,
K-Klass,
Brick,
Depeche Mode,
June Days,
Public Enemy,
X-Ray Spex,
New Order,
Ossler,
kango's stein massive,
Max Romeo,
Flipper,
Rosa Yemen,
Jawbox,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Searchers,
Colin Newman,
Angry Samoans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mission of Burma,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lebanon Hanover,
Barclay James Harvest,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Duran Duran,
Symarip,
Con Funk Shun,
Alison Limerick,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Avey Tare,
8 Eyed Spy,
Davy DMX,
Janne Schatter,
Wings,
Joe Finger,
The Fortunes,
Banda Bassotti,
Rekid,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sex Pistols,
The Standells,
Erykah Badu,
The Barracudas,
Gang Gang Dance,
Television,
Yazoo,
ABC,
Bootsy Collins,
OOIOO,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.