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 Iraq and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Toronto.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ken Boothe to the grunge 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
DNA,
Max Romeo,
Lindisfarne,
Gabor Szabo,
The Sonics,
Organ,
Scrapy,
Jacques Brel,
AZ,
Echospace,
Royal Trux,
Lee Hazlewood,
Neil Young,
Television Personalities,
The Raincoats,
Barclay James Harvest,
L. Decosne,
Babytalk,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dual Sessions,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
World's Most,
The J.B.'s,
10cc,
The Smiths,
Essential Logic,
Amon Düül II,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Misunderstood,
Sixth Finger,
Harry Pussy,
Peter & Gordon,
Joe Smooth,
Scan 7,
Oneida,
Eric Dolphy,
Ronnie Foster,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Skatalites,
Lucky Dragons,
The Kinks,
Flash Fearless,
Erykah Badu,
Bronski Beat,
Skaos,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Monolake,
Bang On A Can,
Desert Stars,
Brick,
DJ Style,
Rakim,
Kenny Larkin,
The Residents,
Hasil Adkins,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Simply Red,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.