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 Japan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 Toronto and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 güiro 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 Flamin' Groovies to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Talk Talk,
Idris Muhammad,
Mo-Dettes,
The Cure,
Cluster,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ponytail,
Index,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bad Manners,
Mark Hollis,
DNA,
Delta 5,
Amon Düül,
Joy Division,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Niagra,
MC5,
Andrew Hill,
Skarface,
Nirvana,
Joe Finger,
The Stooges,
Rotary Connection,
Q and Not U,
8 Eyed Spy,
X-101,
Funky Four + One,
Deakin,
The Seeds,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Quadrant,
Fat Boys,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
ABC,
Godley & Creme,
Qualms,
Alison Limerick,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Vogues,
Mandrill,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Flamin' Groovies,
Althea and Donna,
Brothers Johnson,
Duran Duran,
The Associates,
Aaron Thompson,
Hoover,
Cecil Taylor,
Simply Red,
Robert Görl,
Sandy B,
Lee Hazlewood,
T. Rex,
Electric Prunes,
Make Up,
Young Marble Giants,
The Saints,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.