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 Iceland and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 cv313 to the dance 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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Ultra Naté,
Marvin Gaye,
Amon Düül II,
Thee Headcoats,
The Victims,
Barrington Levy,
Joyce Sims,
The Motions,
Smog,
The Angels of Light,
Roger Hodgson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Cybotron,
Anakelly,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Loose Ends,
Derrick Morgan,
Eve St. Jones,
The Monochrome Set,
In Retrospect,
Mantronix,
The Cure,
Ludus,
The Mojo Men,
Popol Vuh,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sun Ra,
Girls At Our Best!,
Quando Quango,
Jandek,
Porter Ricks,
Ornette Coleman,
Black Pus,
Joy Division,
Public Image Ltd.,
Blossom Toes,
The Birthday Party,
Aural Exciters,
the Soft Cell,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Chrome,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Associates,
Vainqueur,
Roy Ayers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rekid,
Mad Mike,
Fluxion,
Big Daddy Kane,
Minnie Riperton,
The Real Kids,
X-Ray Spex,
Mission of Burma,
La Düsseldorf,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Black Flag,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.