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 Uzbekistan and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Shanghai.
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 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 The Standells to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Bill Near,
Delon & Dalcan,
Drexciya,
Excepter,
Sixth Finger,
Hashim,
The Gap Band,
Carl Craig,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Nico,
Brick,
The Fuzztones,
the Human League,
Ohio Players,
Stiv Bators,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Massinfluence,
the Sonics,
Big Daddy Kane,
a-ha,
Jawbox,
Essential Logic,
Danielle Patucci,
The Red Krayola,
Glambeats Corp.,
Max Romeo,
Porter Ricks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Radiopuhelimet,
Colin Newman,
Joey Negro,
Hardrive,
Bobby Sherman,
The Star Department,
Main Source,
David Axelrod,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Reuben Wilson,
Susan Cadogan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Shoche,
DNA,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Todd Rundgren,
Rod Modell,
Ornette Coleman,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Slits,
Inner City,
JFA,
Soft Cell,
The Sound,
Sight & Sound,
Easy Going,
the Normal,
Sonny Sharrock,
John Foxx,
The Index,
Skarface,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Masters at Work,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.