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 Lesotho and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 808 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 In Retrospect to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
Black Flag,
Mission of Burma,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Terry Callier,
Robert Görl,
CMW,
Boredoms,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lakeside,
Accadde A,
New York Dolls,
The Neon Judgement,
AZ,
John Lydon,
Desert Stars,
DJ Style,
Sparks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kaleidoscope,
ABBA,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Moody Blues,
Gerry Rafferty,
La Düsseldorf,
Half Japanese,
Inner City,
Scan 7,
Deadbeat,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Basic Channel,
Pulsallama,
Alice Coltrane,
June of 44,
Fatback Band,
Icehouse,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Derrick Morgan,
Jeff Mills,
Skarface,
Visage,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Animal Collective,
Bronski Beat,
Roxette,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Patti Smith,
Deepchord,
Thompson Twins,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mantronix,
Howard Jones,
Ice-T,
The Offenders,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Fall,
Jeff Lynne,
Pet Shop Boys,
JFA,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.