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 Solomon Islands and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Brass Construction to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
The Red Krayola,
The Zeros,
Agitation Free,
Jesper Dahlback,
Simply Red,
Leonard Cohen,
The Real Kids,
The Blues Magoos,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bad Manners,
Neil Young,
John Cale,
The Pop Group,
The Moleskins,
Toni Rubio,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Camberwell Now,
Jeff Mills,
Todd Rundgren,
AZ,
Laurel Aitken,
Spoonie Gee,
Siglo XX,
Grauzone,
Technova,
Archie Shepp,
ABBA,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lyres,
New York Dolls,
Thee Headcoats,
Monks,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Cramps,
Kaleidoscope,
JFA,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nirvana,
Goldenarms,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Tubeway Army,
Nas,
Zapp,
Ken Boothe,
The Modern Lovers,
Morten Harket,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Selecter,
Blancmange,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Skaos,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Moody Blues,
Sound Behaviour,
Deadbeat,
Minnie Riperton,
Lou Reed,
X-102,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.