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 Ethiopia 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 a-ha to the punk 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Liliput,
Don Cherry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Last Poets,
Dark Day,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The New Christs,
Accadde A,
Colin Newman,
UT,
Junior Murvin,
Minutemen,
Avey Tare,
kango's stein massive,
The Beau Brummels,
Quadrant,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Technova,
Alton Ellis,
Eli Mardock,
Erasure,
Black Bananas,
AZ,
Television Personalities,
Aural Exciters,
Magazine,
Bronski Beat,
Roxy Music,
Buzzcocks,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tubeway Army,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Marine Girls,
Deadbeat,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Radiohead,
the Fania All-Stars,
John Cale,
The Golliwogs,
Charles Mingus,
The Shadows of Knight,
Davy DMX,
Big Daddy Kane,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Monochrome Set,
Cheater Slicks,
Tom Boy,
Rakim,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Glambeats Corp.,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Monolake,
Barry Ungar,
The Techniques,
Yusef Lateef,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.