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 Lagos.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 The Monochrome Set to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Surgeon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pere Ubu,
Dark Day,
The Doors,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Aural Exciters,
a-ha,
La Düsseldorf,
Guru Guru,
John Holt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Zeros,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Scion,
Johnny Osbourne,
Josef K,
Soft Cell,
Spandau Ballet,
Niagra,
Terry Callier,
Q65,
Judy Mowatt,
Buzzcocks,
The Monks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Colin Newman,
Dead Boys,
Gabor Szabo,
Babytalk,
the Sonics,
Sun City Girls,
Jeru the Damaja,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soul II Soul,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Count Five,
L. Decosne,
Television Personalities,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Clear Light,
Lower 48,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sandy B,
Mary Jane Girls,
Zapp,
James White and The Blacks,
Lalann,
Prince Buster,
Depeche Mode,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tubeway Army,
DNA,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Electric Prunes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.