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 Samoa and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Nile Rodgers 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 The Smiths to the disco 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 The Count Five. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Japan,
Mantronix,
ABBA,
Roger Hodgson,
Minor Threat,
EPMD,
Anakelly,
Jandek,
CMW,
Soft Cell,
Siglo XX,
Lakeside,
Nick Fraelich,
Main Source,
Panda Bear,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Chrome,
Quantec,
Shoche,
The Divine Comedy,
The Gories,
Bobby Sherman,
Robert Görl,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Funkadelic,
Godley & Creme,
Zero Boys,
Toni Rubio,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ice-T,
Kerri Chandler,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fear,
Kevin Saunderson,
Television,
Trumans Water,
Bronski Beat,
The Dead C,
Jawbox,
The Associates,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Angry Samoans,
June Days,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Television Personalities,
Eurythmics,
Rites of Spring,
One Last Wish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
A Certain Ratio,
The Seeds,
The Last Poets,
The Tremeloes,
Visage,
The Black Dice,
The Moleskins,
Eddi Front,
Curtis Mayfield,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.