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 Slovakia and from Winnipeg.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the oboe 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 Simply Red to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Litter. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
David McCallum,
Prince Buster,
Marc Almond,
Skarface,
Fugazi,
Wings,
the Human League,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Pretty Things,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rosa Yemen,
Stetsasonic,
The Monks,
Visage,
Sonny Sharrock,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The New Christs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Crash Course in Science,
Anthony Braxton,
The Toasters,
Unrelated Segments,
In Retrospect,
Banda Bassotti,
Tom Boy,
Rod Modell,
The Dead C,
The Busters,
The Residents,
Young Marble Giants,
Gichy Dan,
The Tremeloes,
Basic Channel,
Sixth Finger,
Mr. Review,
Chris Corsano,
Echospace,
Lucky Dragons,
Bluetip,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Y Pants,
The Slackers,
Lou Christie,
Fad Gadget,
Kool Moe Dee,
Graham Central Station,
Dave Gahan,
Moebius,
Technova,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Laurel Aitken,
Infiniti,
Blake Baxter,
Roxy Music,
Gil Scott Heron,
Audionom,
The Dirtbombs,
Television Personalities,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.