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 Poland and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Accadde A 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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
Steve Hackett,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
MDC,
Saccharine Trust,
Roger Hodgson,
The Slackers,
Mantronix,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jacob Miller,
the Association,
The Motions,
The Five Americans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Soft Cell,
The Moleskins,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Half Japanese,
Kerri Chandler,
Pantytec,
The Buckinghams,
The Fortunes,
Silicon Teens,
Section 25,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tropical Tobacco,
LL Cool J,
Technova,
Freddie Wadling,
Delta 5,
Camouflage,
Scott Walker,
Black Sheep,
Black Flag,
Maurizio,
Public Enemy,
Warren Ellis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tubeway Army,
Gerry Rafferty,
Mary Jane Girls,
Yusef Lateef,
Dorothy Ashby,
Throbbing Gristle,
Boz Scaggs,
Tommy Roe,
Sparks,
The Modern Lovers,
Moby Grape,
H. Thieme,
Alphaville,
The Selecter,
Yazoo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Juan Atkins,
Girls At Our Best!,
ABC,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Alice Coltrane,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.