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 Russia 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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes 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 the Human League to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
CMW,
Scan 7,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lower 48,
Albert Ayler,
Chris & Cosey,
Dual Sessions,
Ralphi Rosario,
In Retrospect,
China Crisis,
Faust,
The Litter,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ronnie Foster,
Blossom Toes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Minny Pops,
Television Personalities,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
New Order,
Deakin,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wolf Eyes,
The Saints,
Erasure,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jandek,
Das Ding,
Gang Green,
the Bar-Kays,
The Electric Prunes,
Ossler,
Wally Richardson,
Mission of Burma,
Derrick May,
La Düsseldorf,
The Cure,
Mantronix,
The Red Krayola,
Half Japanese,
Pussy Galore,
Jeff Lynne,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Organ,
MC5,
Sugar Minott,
Rod Modell,
The Victims,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Human League,
Scratch Acid,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nick Fraelich,
F. McDonald,
Boz Scaggs,
Black Pus,
Ponytail,
Scott Walker,
Amon Düül,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
This Heat,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.