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 Laos and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 spring reverb 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the crunk 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fat Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Real Kids,
Janne Schatter,
Y Pants,
Silicon Teens,
Jeff Lynne,
Lou Christie,
The United States of America,
Blancmange,
Suicide,
Pylon,
Bluetip,
The Human League,
Gang of Four,
Sun Ra,
Black Pus,
Soft Cell,
Gang Green,
The Busters,
Althea and Donna,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pharoah Sanders,
Neil Young,
Roxy Music,
Roxette,
Andrew Hill,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bush Tetras,
AZ,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Josef K,
Iggy Pop,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Alphaville,
Scientists,
Kerri Chandler,
Motorama,
Joe Finger,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ultravox,
Simply Red,
Minutemen,
Ronan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Circle Jerks,
The Associates,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Steve Hackett,
Rhythm & Sound,
Thompson Twins,
Soft Machine,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Young Rascals,
X-101,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Barracudas,
Desert Stars,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Vogues,
Wally Richardson,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.