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 Manila.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Gregory Isaacs to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bush Tetras,
Laurel Aitken,
Rufus Thomas,
Simply Red,
Country Teasers,
The Music Machine,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Altered Images,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Deepchord,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Todd Rundgren,
Scratch Acid,
Dave Gahan,
John Lydon,
Soft Cell,
Byron Stingily,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Birthday Party,
Procol Harum,
Lou Reed,
Al Stewart,
Girls At Our Best!,
Liliput,
Unrelated Segments,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Zeros,
The Dirtbombs,
the Human League,
Jeff Mills,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ituana,
Crash Course in Science,
The Modern Lovers,
Moss Icon,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Techniques,
Kenny Larkin,
Amon Düül,
Heaven 17,
Ken Boothe,
D'Angelo,
New York Dolls,
Oneida,
Ornette Coleman,
Maurizio,
Chris & Cosey,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sun Ra,
The Neon Judgement,
Cymande,
The Evens,
the Association,
Joensuu 1685,
Urselle,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The American Breed,
Scientists,
Graham Central Station,
Pulsallama,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.