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 Tajikistan and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Skarface to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Visage,
Dorothy Ashby,
New Order,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Metal Thangz,
Hardrive,
Marvin Gaye,
Brick,
Panda Bear,
Harry Pussy,
Moebius,
Ohio Players,
Simply Red,
The Gun Club,
Mad Mike,
Accadde A,
David Bowie,
Cluster,
Morten Harket,
Television Personalities,
Eric Copeland,
MC5,
The New Christs,
The Blackbyrds,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Alarm Clocks,
Wire,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Vogues,
OOIOO,
Funky Four + One,
Negative Approach,
Darondo,
Banda Bassotti,
Inner City,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
In Retrospect,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jeff Lynne,
Dual Sessions,
Smog,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sonic Youth,
Young Marble Giants,
Oneida,
Eddi Front,
Prince Buster,
The Kinks,
Eric Dolphy,
Laurel Aitken,
Mantronix,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bizarre Inc.,
Pantytec,
Josef K,
Subhumans,
La Düsseldorf,
Skaos,
DNA,
Spoonie Gee,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.