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 Senegal and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Ponytail,
Kool Moe Dee,
Circle Jerks,
New York Dolls,
Easy Going,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Glenn Branca,
Deadbeat,
Soulsonic Force,
Amon Düül II,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Moss Icon,
Brand Nubian,
Big Daddy Kane,
PIL,
Oneida,
The Golliwogs,
Vladislav Delay,
LL Cool J,
Thee Headcoats,
Juan Atkins,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Stooges,
The Flesh Eaters,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fatback Band,
Dark Day,
Sparks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lindisfarne,
The Remains,
Magazine,
Roxette,
Ossler,
Lebanon Hanover,
Crash Course in Science,
Susan Cadogan,
Junior Murvin,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Pop Group,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
AZ,
James White and The Blacks,
Cameo,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Association,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Yellowson,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pussy Galore,
Alphaville,
the Germs,
Joey Negro,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Organ,
Flash Fearless,
Ten City,
Ituana,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.