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 Libya and from Spokane.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Model 500 to the punk 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
DJ Sneak,
Tubeway Army,
Aaron Thompson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Siglo XX,
Joey Negro,
Lightning Bolt,
Loose Ends,
The Offenders,
Pylon,
Television Personalities,
Con Funk Shun,
Warren Ellis,
Wolf Eyes,
Public Enemy,
K-Klass,
Iggy Pop,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Slackers,
Moss Icon,
John Cale,
Kas Product,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bronski Beat,
Electric Prunes,
Sun Ra,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Visage,
Masters at Work,
Bootsy Collins,
Roger Hodgson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Davy DMX,
E-Dancer,
The Modern Lovers,
Peter & Gordon,
Ultimate Spinach,
a-ha,
Trumans Water,
Roy Ayers,
Gong,
Vladislav Delay,
X-102,
Faraquet,
Robert Görl,
Section 25,
Marvin Gaye,
Marshall Jefferson,
Minor Threat,
Eden Ahbez,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sam Rivers,
kango's stein massive,
Main Source,
Bobby Womack,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fatback Band,
The Victims,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.