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 Suriname and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rufus Thomas to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour 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?
Hashim,
Motorama,
The Monochrome Set,
MC5,
Procol Harum,
Massinfluence,
Jeff Lynne,
The Names,
The Blackbyrds,
Panda Bear,
Public Image Ltd.,
Make Up,
Roxy Music,
Lindisfarne,
Ice-T,
Hardrive,
China Crisis,
Boogie Down Productions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Grass Roots,
Minutemen,
The Zeros,
Section 25,
Vladislav Delay,
Barry Ungar,
Lucky Dragons,
The Moleskins,
John Holt,
Ronnie Foster,
Cal Tjader,
The Sound,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Moby Grape,
Country Joe & The Fish,
PIL,
The Cure,
Can,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jeru the Damaja,
Public Enemy,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Angels of Light,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Germs,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Beau Brummels,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scott Walker,
The J.B.'s,
The Fall,
Reagan Youth,
Spandau Ballet,
Metal Thangz,
This Heat,
Tim Buckley,
Radiohead,
L. Decosne,
Fat Boys,
Talk Talk,
Niagra,
JFA,
Sun City Girls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.