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 Macedonia and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mexico City.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Pet Shop Boys to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Cal Tjader,
Young Marble Giants,
Prince Buster,
Nas,
Thompson Twins,
Circle Jerks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Boredoms,
Black Sheep,
The Saints,
John Cale,
Charles Mingus,
Piero Umiliani,
Niagra,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rufus Thomas,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lalann,
The Busters,
Iggy Pop,
Average White Band,
The Martian,
Severed Heads,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Suburban Knight,
Bobby Sherman,
Oblivians,
Alphaville,
Arab on Radar,
D'Angelo,
Negative Approach,
10cc,
Jerry's Kids,
Amon Düül II,
Nirvana,
Albert Ayler,
Faust,
Jandek,
Pagans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kas Product,
Deepchord,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joe Finger,
The Selecter,
Lebanon Hanover,
Von Mondo,
Easy Going,
Eddi Front,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scrapy,
Monks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Isaac Hayes,
Newcleus,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mary Jane Girls,
Minny Pops,
Trumans Water,
Grandmaster Flash,
Black Bananas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.