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 Slovenia and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 OOIOO to the electroclash 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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cymande,
The Sonics,
Dark Day,
Gichy Dan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Tres Demented,
Joe Finger,
Pylon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
AZ,
A Certain Ratio,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Offenders,
Nick Fraelich,
Minnie Riperton,
K-Klass,
The Golliwogs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gang of Four,
Reagan Youth,
Supertramp,
The Stooges,
Crash Course in Science,
Michelle Simonal,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jeff Lynne,
The Grass Roots,
Janne Schatter,
The Mojo Men,
Livin' Joy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Reuben Wilson,
Nas,
Angry Samoans,
The Saints,
The Beau Brummels,
Alton Ellis,
Minor Threat,
Hoover,
the Association,
Babytalk,
World's Most,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Man Eating Sloth,
Drive Like Jehu,
Spoonie Gee,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fad Gadget,
Althea and Donna,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scientists,
Alice Coltrane,
Bang On A Can,
Quadrant,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.