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 Maldives and from Spokane.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Fuzztones to the dance 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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
Isaac Hayes,
Hot Snakes,
David Bowie,
Neil Young,
Ituana,
Second Layer,
UT,
A Flock of Seagulls,
kango's stein massive,
10cc,
Ultimate Spinach,
Shoche,
the Slits,
Y Pants,
Camberwell Now,
Colin Newman,
Barclay James Harvest,
Cecil Taylor,
Donald Byrd,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Skarface,
Gastr Del Sol,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Electric Prunes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rod Modell,
Radiopuhelimet,
Glenn Branca,
The Tremeloes,
Wasted Youth,
La Düsseldorf,
The Wake,
Joe Finger,
Jawbox,
The Moleskins,
Wolf Eyes,
The Motions,
Supertramp,
The Birthday Party,
Heaven 17,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Josef K,
The Moody Blues,
Sparks,
The Offenders,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Barrington Levy,
Anthony Braxton,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Silicon Teens,
Gichy Dan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
New York Dolls,
Inner City,
Jesper Dahlback,
Motorama,
June of 44,
The Fire Engines,
Suburban Knight,
Todd Rundgren,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.