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 Gambia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Lou Reed 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 Aural Exciters to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Joy Division,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Wally Richardson,
Zero Boys,
Charles Mingus,
Underground Resistance,
Yusef Lateef,
Matthew Halsall,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Camberwell Now,
Tres Demented,
Sight & Sound,
Jimmy McGriff,
New York Dolls,
The Toasters,
Vladislav Delay,
Big Daddy Kane,
Faraquet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Yazoo,
The Doobie Brothers,
Buzzcocks,
Chris Corsano,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Deepchord,
Harmonia,
China Crisis,
Anthony Braxton,
Crooked Eye,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Roger Hodgson,
Loose Ends,
The Blues Magoos,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Minor Threat,
New Order,
a-ha,
Public Image Ltd.,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Negative Approach,
PIL,
UT,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Moebius,
Eurythmics,
The Gun Club,
Magazine,
Bobby Sherman,
Tomorrow,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Barracudas,
Altered Images,
DNA,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dead Boys,
U.S. Maple,
Zapp,
Roxette,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.