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 Yemen and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Accadde A,
The Detroit Cobras,
Henry Cow,
Essential Logic,
Brothers Johnson,
The Slackers,
Barrington Levy,
Pulsallama,
Gang Gang Dance,
Television Personalities,
The Remains,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Arthur Verocai,
Iggy Pop,
The Walker Brothers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Visage,
Matthew Bourne,
Black Pus,
Rosa Yemen,
The Grass Roots,
Yaz,
Circle Jerks,
Pantytec,
Cheater Slicks,
Aaron Thompson,
Desert Stars,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Robert Hood,
Skriet,
Average White Band,
The Raincoats,
Sun City Girls,
The Residents,
Janne Schatter,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Leonard Cohen,
Lyres,
Kayak,
Warren Ellis,
Minny Pops,
Pole,
Second Layer,
The Fugs,
Stereo Dub,
The Modern Lovers,
Japan,
The Sonics,
Fluxion,
Soft Cell,
AZ,
Franke,
Eden Ahbez,
Godley & Creme,
Ludus,
The Skatalites,
JFA,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pussy Galore,
Flash Fearless,
Tubeway Army,
Bang On A Can,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.