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 Switzerland and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Portland.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Delta 5 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
the Association,
Skarface,
The Wake,
The Birthday Party,
Dark Day,
Andrew Hill,
Depeche Mode,
Harmonia,
Vladislav Delay,
Ornette Coleman,
Patti Smith,
Boz Scaggs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Average White Band,
Deepchord,
Wolf Eyes,
B.T. Express,
The Victims,
Fela Kuti,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Judy Mowatt,
Jeru the Damaja,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
MC5,
MDC,
10cc,
Inner City,
Eric B and Rakim,
Camouflage,
Mo-Dettes,
Echospace,
Thompson Twins,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Magazine,
One Last Wish,
John Cale,
Magma,
EPMD,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Simply Red,
Pole,
Clear Light,
Ultravox,
Bobby Sherman,
Siglo XX,
Cecil Taylor,
The Detroit Cobras,
Second Layer,
The Gap Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Avey Tare,
Amon Düül,
Tomorrow,
Public Enemy,
The Smoke,
The Moody Blues,
Fad Gadget,
The Mummies,
The Toasters,
Kayak,
Juan Atkins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.