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 Uganda and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 mellotron 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 Leaves to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
10cc,
Skarface,
Arab on Radar,
Inner City,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gabor Szabo,
The Cowsills,
the Human League,
Gang Green,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Star Department,
Symarip,
Fad Gadget,
Adolescents,
X-101,
Blancmange,
Vladislav Delay,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joyce Sims,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Man Parrish,
Freddie Wadling,
Smog,
Tears for Fears,
Television Personalities,
Technova,
Accadde A,
Ten City,
The Cramps,
Blake Baxter,
Carl Craig,
Reagan Youth,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Evens,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Theoretical Girls,
DJ Sneak,
Scott Walker,
T.S.O.L.,
The Barracudas,
Khruangbin,
Andrew Hill,
Skaos,
Patti Smith,
The Doors,
Janne Schatter,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Black Bananas,
Agitation Free,
Pantytec,
The Slits,
The Wake,
Joe Smooth,
Funkadelic,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.