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 Mauritania and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 clarinet 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 X-Ray Spex to the electroclash 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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Supertramp,
Yellowson,
The Moody Blues,
Loose Ends,
Ronnie Foster,
Dawn Penn,
Arcadia,
New Age Steppers,
The Seeds,
Simply Red,
The Index,
Jawbox,
Blossom Toes,
One Last Wish,
The Birthday Party,
Panda Bear,
Joy Division,
Chris Corsano,
PIL,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Visage,
Steve Hackett,
Rosa Yemen,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sun Ra,
Minny Pops,
The Fall,
Reuben Wilson,
The Buckinghams,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Black Moon,
Goldenarms,
Masters at Work,
The Happenings,
Boogie Down Productions,
Maleditus Sound,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pere Ubu,
The Human League,
Kurtis Blow,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ice-T,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Litter,
Bobby Byrd,
Jerry's Kids,
The Misunderstood,
Mars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sexual Harrassment,
Marc Almond,
Lou Reed,
Bobby Sherman,
ABBA,
Warren Ellis,
Niagra,
Organ,
Wasted Youth,
KRS-One,
D'Angelo,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.