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 Monaco and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Beijing.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the organ 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 Aswad to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
Television Personalities,
Camberwell Now,
Marc Almond,
Sex Pistols,
Robert Wyatt,
Gregory Isaacs,
Brothers Johnson,
The New Christs,
Siglo XX,
Tom Boy,
Das Ding,
David McCallum,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Crispian St. Peters,
Aaron Thompson,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Slits,
Fat Boys,
Piero Umiliani,
Derrick May,
Unwound,
Gang Starr,
Cecil Taylor,
Model 500,
Los Fastidios,
Bluetip,
The Mojo Men,
Joe Finger,
Barclay James Harvest,
Todd Rundgren,
The Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Magma,
Lalann,
The Raincoats,
Henry Cow,
Dark Day,
Erykah Badu,
Pole,
The Star Department,
Crash Course in Science,
Boredoms,
The Pretty Things,
Soul II Soul,
John Foxx,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Blancmange,
The Slits,
Eric Copeland,
The Busters,
Tim Buckley,
The Residents,
The Music Machine,
Tears for Fears,
The Last Poets,
The Monochrome Set,
Little Man,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.