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 Sudan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Sixth Finger to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
MC5,
Johnny Clarke,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Morten Harket,
Danielle Patucci,
Bauhaus,
The Sound,
Nico,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eve St. Jones,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Los Fastidios,
Tim Buckley,
Alison Limerick,
Minutemen,
Ponytail,
Rufus Thomas,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Germs,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rod Modell,
The Dirtbombs,
Fad Gadget,
Supertramp,
Whodini,
Henry Cow,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Newcleus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kaleidoscope,
Jeff Lynne,
Lou Reed,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pole,
Slave,
The Trojans,
Gong,
Ken Boothe,
Symarip,
Parry Music,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Buckinghams,
Black Bananas,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mo-Dettes,
the Soft Cell,
Erasure,
Scratch Acid,
Roxy Music,
Model 500,
Q65,
The Misunderstood,
Minnie Riperton,
Thompson Twins,
La Düsseldorf,
Sixth Finger,
Tubeway Army,
The Black Dice,
The Durutti Column,
Excepter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.