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 Pakistan and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar 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 Slits to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Audionom,
UT,
Graham Central Station,
The Seeds,
Minutemen,
Lightning Bolt,
a-ha,
The Move,
Sex Pistols,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Joey Negro,
Agitation Free,
The Gories,
Archie Shepp,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Excepter,
Unwound,
Mission of Burma,
Jimmy McGriff,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Funkadelic,
Man Eating Sloth,
Soft Cell,
Darondo,
Peter & Gordon,
Minor Threat,
Sonic Youth,
Fear,
Sixth Finger,
Marine Girls,
Alphaville,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Skatalites,
Camberwell Now,
Circle Jerks,
Moss Icon,
The Vogues,
Terry Callier,
Aloha Tigers,
The Golliwogs,
Deepchord,
Franke,
The Divine Comedy,
LL Cool J,
The Modern Lovers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Simply Red,
The Fall,
Grauzone,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Make Up,
Half Japanese,
Boz Scaggs,
Godley & Creme,
The Searchers,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.