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 Ireland and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Raincoats to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
The Gap Band,
Public Enemy,
Morten Harket,
Nirvana,
Absolute Body Control,
Banda Bassotti,
The Dirtbombs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bad Manners,
One Last Wish,
Joy Division,
Yellowson,
Max Romeo,
Kerrie Biddell,
Icehouse,
Skarface,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
cv313,
Piero Umiliani,
Visage,
The Birthday Party,
the Association,
Theoretical Girls,
John Cale,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Cybotron,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bob Dylan,
The Stooges,
Tears for Fears,
A Certain Ratio,
Derrick Morgan,
The Slits,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Matthew Halsall,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Blancmange,
Lou Reed,
Nation of Ulysses,
Soul II Soul,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pole,
Johnny Clarke,
Shuggie Otis,
The Moleskins,
Mandrill,
Simply Red,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Deadbeat,
Jeff Lynne,
Ludus,
Radiohead,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Bar-Kays,
World's Most,
The Human League,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Vogues,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.