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 Canada and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 synthesizer 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 Alison Limerick to the dance 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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
James White and The Blacks,
Tears for Fears,
Kurtis Blow,
Lou Reed,
Byron Stingily,
Freddie Wadling,
Gong,
Robert Görl,
Frankie Knuckles,
China Crisis,
K-Klass,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Sonics,
Audionom,
Lindisfarne,
Minutemen,
Yellowson,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ultimate Spinach,
Juan Atkins,
Jeff Lynne,
David Bowie,
Lalo Schifrin,
Oneida,
The Shadows of Knight,
Vainqueur,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gap Band,
Goldenarms,
Amon Düül,
Mars,
Theoretical Girls,
Eric B and Rakim,
Au Pairs,
Aural Exciters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dawn Penn,
Bluetip,
The Blackbyrds,
Charles Mingus,
Yusef Lateef,
Ronan,
Pet Shop Boys,
Leonard Cohen,
the Slits,
Crispian St. Peters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Gories,
Jawbox,
Sun Ra,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Associates,
Circle Jerks,
Thompson Twins,
Japan,
Outsiders,
The Mummies,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.