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 Djibouti and from Hong Kong.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Absolute Body Control to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cheater Slicks,
Wire,
The Residents,
Bobby Sherman,
Avey Tare,
Harmonia,
Swans,
Ornette Coleman,
Aural Exciters,
Silicon Teens,
The Standells,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ice-T,
Babytalk,
Loose Ends,
Jacques Brel,
Idris Muhammad,
Crooked Eye,
Audionom,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bill Near,
New Age Steppers,
Jandek,
Marvin Gaye,
Lightning Bolt,
The Misunderstood,
Laurel Aitken,
the Human League,
Michelle Simonal,
The Mummies,
Con Funk Shun,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Y Pants,
Rites of Spring,
Jeff Lynne,
The Real Kids,
Visage,
Panda Bear,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Buckinghams,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Steve Hackett,
D'Angelo,
Gichy Dan,
The Flesh Eaters,
Absolute Body Control,
The Golliwogs,
Isaac Hayes,
The Smiths,
Suburban Knight,
Mark Hollis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Scientists,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Goldenarms,
Moss Icon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Warren Ellis,
Zapp,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks.
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.