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 Morocco and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bill Wells to the funk 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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
The Sonics,
Country Teasers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ornette Coleman,
Jesper Dahlback,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Toasters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lou Reed,
E-Dancer,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Byron Stingily,
Trumans Water,
Accadde A,
Robert Wyatt,
The Velvet Underground,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Fania All-Stars,
John Lydon,
Lower 48,
Marshall Jefferson,
Boz Scaggs,
The Evens,
Darondo,
Stetsasonic,
Blancmange,
Max Romeo,
Pole,
Das Ding,
The Standells,
The Count Five,
Joy Division,
Scrapy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Juan Atkins,
Todd Rundgren,
The Pretty Things,
The Human League,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
June Days,
Scion,
The Techniques,
The Red Krayola,
Au Pairs,
Harmonia,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gang Starr,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Seeds,
Peter and Kerry,
Dead Boys,
Wings,
Banda Bassotti,
Absolute Body Control,
Black Sheep,
Radio Birdman,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.