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 Panama and from Woodstock.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Gerry Rafferty to the disco 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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Detroit Cobras,
Camberwell Now,
Easy Going,
Warsaw,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gong,
Soft Machine,
Swell Maps,
Bill Near,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Black Moon,
Black Flag,
Gang of Four,
Aural Exciters,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lou Reed,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Drive Like Jehu,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pylon,
Matthew Halsall,
Barclay James Harvest,
Trumans Water,
Ituana,
Subhumans,
Soul II Soul,
Buzzcocks,
Sixth Finger,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Guru Guru,
New Order,
Donny Hathaway,
The Leaves,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Soft Cell,
Erasure,
Roy Ayers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sight & Sound,
Carl Craig,
Max Romeo,
Deepchord,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sam Rivers,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Slits,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Faraquet,
Kool Moe Dee,
Khruangbin,
Model 500,
Maleditus Sound,
Pet Shop Boys,
Suicide,
Rapeman,
Pantaleimon,
Radiohead,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Talk Talk,
Gabor Szabo,
Y Pants,
Fela Kuti,
Simply Red,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.