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 Turkmenistan and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 linndrum 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 Camberwell Now to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Barry Ungar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Television Personalities,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Alphaville,
Hasil Adkins,
Dorothy Ashby,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Index,
Television,
The Durutti Column,
Nico,
Barrington Levy,
Mars,
Cal Tjader,
Erykah Badu,
Aloha Tigers,
The Divine Comedy,
Lightning Bolt,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Loose Ends,
Juan Atkins,
The Busters,
Malaria!,
Mandrill,
Albert Ayler,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eric Dolphy,
Sugar Minott,
The Gap Band,
David Bowie,
Rapeman,
Patti Smith,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Stereo Dub,
John Holt,
The Evens,
Metal Thangz,
Blake Baxter,
EPMD,
Motorama,
The Leaves,
Gil Scott Heron,
Funky Four + One,
Kurtis Blow,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Severed Heads,
Fatback Band,
Lower 48,
the Slits,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Magma,
Heaven 17,
The Electric Prunes,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Monochrome Set,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Arthur Verocai,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.