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 Costa Rica and from Edmonton.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Philadelphia.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the rock 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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Fad Gadget,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Young Rascals,
the Sonics,
Sight & Sound,
Beasts of Bourbon,
John Foxx,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kenny Larkin,
Cymande,
Bill Near,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Victims,
Soft Cell,
Negative Approach,
Crispian St. Peters,
Mars,
Eve St. Jones,
Deadbeat,
Delta 5,
Pulsallama,
8 Eyed Spy,
DJ Sneak,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Monolake,
Radiopuhelimet,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Move,
Charles Mingus,
E-Dancer,
Davy DMX,
Eric Dolphy,
Amon Düül,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bob Dylan,
The Happenings,
The Zeros,
Bobbi Humphrey,
T. Rex,
Jacob Miller,
Godley & Creme,
The Grass Roots,
Quantec,
Section 25,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bobby Byrd,
Carl Craig,
Ludus,
Mary Jane Girls,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Stiv Bators,
Accadde A,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Remains,
kango's stein massive,
Archie Shepp,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.