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 Bahamas and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 oboe 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 Cameo to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amazonics,
Junior Murvin,
Prince Buster,
Johnny Clarke,
Lucky Dragons,
The Monks,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lalann,
the Germs,
The Barracudas,
Yellowson,
The Happenings,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The American Breed,
La Düsseldorf,
Blancmange,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Loose Ends,
Yazoo,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Stooges,
Livin' Joy,
Chris & Cosey,
Arthur Verocai,
Robert Hood,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Man Eating Sloth,
Dave Gahan,
Agent Orange,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pharoah Sanders,
Mars,
Al Stewart,
The Buckinghams,
The Gladiators,
Stetsasonic,
UT,
Judy Mowatt,
Barrington Levy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bush Tetras,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ultra Naté,
Nico,
Popol Vuh,
The Young Rascals,
Sister Nancy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Reuben Wilson,
Amon Düül II,
Althea and Donna,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Cramps,
Donald Byrd,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Toasters,
Visage,
Gerry Rafferty,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.