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 Mongolia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
Soul II Soul,
John Foxx,
Bush Tetras,
Q and Not U,
Ken Boothe,
Harpers Bizarre,
Thompson Twins,
Johnny Clarke,
Agent Orange,
The Fall,
Althea and Donna,
Second Layer,
Flash Fearless,
The Residents,
Loose Ends,
In Retrospect,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aswad,
The Grass Roots,
Ralphi Rosario,
Curtis Mayfield,
Metal Thangz,
Jerry's Kids,
kango's stein massive,
Vladislav Delay,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
L. Decosne,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Moebius,
Sun City Girls,
The Slits,
Aural Exciters,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Unwound,
Crispy Ambulance,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Joe Finger,
Tres Demented,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Evens,
AZ,
Gang Green,
Roger Hodgson,
Easy Going,
Barrington Levy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
cv313,
Massinfluence,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Can,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Tim Buckley,
Skarface,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ludus,
Dark Day,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.