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 Iraq and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks 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 spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Grey Daturas,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Iggy Pop,
Idris Muhammad,
Bluetip,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Underground Resistance,
World's Most,
The Grass Roots,
Mars,
Y Pants,
Neil Young,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Modern Lovers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Blues Magoos,
Barbara Tucker,
Youth Brigade,
Japan,
Unwound,
Fugazi,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Germs,
Derrick May,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Roger Hodgson,
The Raincoats,
Gabor Szabo,
Judy Mowatt,
The Walker Brothers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Heaven 17,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Frankie Knuckles,
The New Christs,
The Fortunes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Reagan Youth,
Lucky Dragons,
Lungfish,
Curtis Mayfield,
Supertramp,
Masters at Work,
Boogie Down Productions,
Marine Girls,
The Dave Clark Five,
H. Thieme,
Deadbeat,
New Age Steppers,
Godley & Creme,
June of 44,
Dead Boys,
Thompson Twins,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rekid,
cv313,
The Fuzztones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.