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 Equatorial Guinea and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Residents to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marvin Gaye,
Funky Four + One,
KRS-One,
Ten City,
Jerry's Kids,
Flipper,
The Gladiators,
The Happenings,
Groovy Waters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Q65,
Peter & Gordon,
Minor Threat,
Intrusion,
Deadbeat,
The Offenders,
Jacob Miller,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Liliput,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Searchers,
Ossler,
Fat Boys,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sister Nancy,
Pulsallama,
Bluetip,
World's Most,
The Walker Brothers,
Sugar Minott,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eddi Front,
Susan Cadogan,
Simply Red,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Dirtbombs,
Radiohead,
MDC,
Scion,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Joe Smooth,
Thompson Twins,
Stereo Dub,
Shoche,
Michelle Simonal,
The Misunderstood,
Y Pants,
Cluster,
The Associates,
Fluxion,
Sound Behaviour,
Pagans,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Beau Brummels,
the Bar-Kays,
Crash Course in Science,
48th St. Collective,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.