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 Turkey and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dirtbombs to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec 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 punk 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
Gabor Szabo,
Flash Fearless,
MC5,
Schoolly D,
Black Bananas,
Tom Boy,
Camouflage,
K-Klass,
Technova,
Curtis Mayfield,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Babytalk,
Jeff Mills,
the Swans,
Shuggie Otis,
Ronnie Foster,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Birthday Party,
Jawbox,
The Monks,
The Residents,
Bobby Sherman,
Leonard Cohen,
Arcadia,
Delon & Dalcan,
Alison Limerick,
Drexciya,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Gun Club,
Robert Hood,
Visage,
Junior Murvin,
Joensuu 1685,
Alton Ellis,
the Fania All-Stars,
Todd Rundgren,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lou Reed,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Smoke,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Evens,
Stetsasonic,
Camberwell Now,
Derrick May,
Marcia Griffiths,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
X-Ray Spex,
Scott Walker,
Desert Stars,
The Barracudas,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Cymande,
The Kinks,
Mandrill,
Crispy Ambulance,
Fugazi,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.