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 Azerbaijan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 synthesizer 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 Freddie Wadling 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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Buzzcocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Camouflage,
Fugazi,
Spandau Ballet,
Surgeon,
Thompson Twins,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Yellowson,
David Axelrod,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Brothers Johnson,
Susan Cadogan,
Japan,
Section 25,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Grass Roots,
Scott Walker,
AZ,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Residents,
Cecil Taylor,
Harry Pussy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Whodini,
Yusef Lateef,
Gerry Rafferty,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Amon Düül,
The Martian,
Index,
Chrome,
Boogie Down Productions,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Byron Stingily,
Joensuu 1685,
The Index,
Bizarre Inc.,
Make Up,
Talk Talk,
The Moleskins,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Duran Duran,
Radiohead,
The Fire Engines,
The Monks,
Little Man,
LL Cool J,
Faust,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gang Green,
Cymande,
MC5,
Qualms,
Dark Day,
T.S.O.L.,
Grauzone,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.