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 Kuwait and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Quando Quango to the funk 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Zapp,
The Dirtbombs,
Barbara Tucker,
Slave,
Spoonie Gee,
Pierre Henry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Flash Fearless,
Swell Maps,
Archie Shepp,
The Misunderstood,
The Walker Brothers,
Roxette,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Camouflage,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Peter & Gordon,
R.M.O.,
Glenn Branca,
Negative Approach,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Litter,
Al Stewart,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sexual Harrassment,
Arcadia,
Loose Ends,
Second Layer,
Skriet,
Nik Kershaw,
Gichy Dan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sugar Minott,
the Fania All-Stars,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sparks,
Avey Tare,
Public Image Ltd.,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Minutemen,
Quadrant,
Sällskapet,
Yazoo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Isaac Hayes,
Jeff Lynne,
Todd Terry,
the Slits,
Grauzone,
Procol Harum,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Fortunes,
Hot Snakes,
Tim Buckley,
Minnie Riperton,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Matthew Bourne,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.