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 Togo and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Bush Tetras to the crunk 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
ABC,
Easy Going,
Ralphi Rosario,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fugs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Invisible,
Cheater Slicks,
Zapp,
Quando Quango,
Crime,
Kevin Saunderson,
Crooked Eye,
Public Enemy,
Rotary Connection,
Urselle,
David Axelrod,
Gang of Four,
Liliput,
The Stooges,
Matthew Halsall,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Last Poets,
Average White Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Eric B and Rakim,
Little Man,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fat Boys,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
DJ Style,
The Fuzztones,
Cluster,
Infiniti,
H. Thieme,
E-Dancer,
The Move,
Roger Hodgson,
10cc,
Gang Green,
Tubeway Army,
Freddie Wadling,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Yusef Lateef,
Roxette,
Aaron Thompson,
Dawn Penn,
The Moleskins,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Blake Baxter,
The Trojans,
The Selecter,
Mantronix,
Stiv Bators,
Country Teasers,
Pierre Henry,
Stetsasonic,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Monks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.