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 Botswana and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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 Zeros,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Half Japanese,
MC5,
Big Daddy Kane,
a-ha,
Warren Ellis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Das Ding,
Loose Ends,
The Knickerbockers,
Rufus Thomas,
The Walker Brothers,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Kinks,
Excepter,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ten City,
Danielle Patucci,
Susan Cadogan,
Dark Day,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Smiths,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kaleidoscope,
Mary Jane Girls,
Qualms,
Bauhaus,
Basic Channel,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Swans,
Roxy Music,
Freddie Wadling,
Robert Wyatt,
Accadde A,
The Star Department,
Livin' Joy,
Silicon Teens,
Pylon,
The Dirtbombs,
Tommy Roe,
Lou Christie,
Rites of Spring,
Franke,
Todd Rundgren,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Index,
Niagra,
Desert Stars,
The Beau Brummels,
Roy Ayers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Faust,
The Dave Clark Five,
The New Christs,
Schoolly D,
Al Stewart,
Youth Brigade,
Joe Smooth,
Von Mondo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.