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 Algeria and from Lagos.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Roxette to the rock 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Lightning Bolt,
New Age Steppers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Human League,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Grey Daturas,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
World's Most,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eden Ahbez,
Bad Manners,
Stockholm Monsters,
Skriet,
Boz Scaggs,
The Offenders,
Skarface,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Blossom Toes,
The Durutti Column,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eric Dolphy,
The Busters,
Organ,
8 Eyed Spy,
Suicide,
Sun City Girls,
Nas,
The Motions,
Nils Olav,
Reagan Youth,
Sonic Youth,
The Birthday Party,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Toni Rubio,
Mary Jane Girls,
Intrusion,
Icehouse,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Associates,
Von Mondo,
The Buckinghams,
Godley & Creme,
June Days,
La Düsseldorf,
Ice-T,
The Star Department,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rekid,
Wally Richardson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Section 25,
Hasil Adkins,
Y Pants,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sandy B,
Joe Finger,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.