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 Syria and from Shanghai.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Heaven 17 to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
The Gap Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Franke,
Fear,
The Tremeloes,
Isaac Hayes,
Tomorrow,
Clear Light,
Rekid,
Albert Ayler,
Chrome,
Brick,
Infiniti,
Ultimate Spinach,
World's Most,
Camberwell Now,
Ultravox,
Tears for Fears,
The Fire Engines,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scrapy,
The Knickerbockers,
Soft Machine,
The Litter,
Jawbox,
the Normal,
Davy DMX,
Swans,
Dawn Penn,
Gang of Four,
B.T. Express,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barbara Tucker,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Blackbyrds,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lalo Schifrin,
Crime,
Junior Murvin,
Terrestrial Tones,
Eurythmics,
John Cale,
Crash Course in Science,
Barrington Levy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Brand Nubian,
Pussy Galore,
Guru Guru,
F. McDonald,
The Cure,
Vainqueur,
Terry Callier,
Nation of Ulysses,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Al Stewart,
The Young Rascals,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Au Pairs,
Section 25,
The United States of America,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.