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 Romania and from Winnipeg.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 güiro 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 The Sisters of Mercy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Quando Quango,
Leonard Cohen,
Dual Sessions,
Suicide,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tres Demented,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Velvet Underground,
Ronan,
Minny Pops,
The Moody Blues,
Masters at Work,
Black Sheep,
Funky Four + One,
Siglo XX,
The Wake,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Erasure,
The Young Rascals,
Bronski Beat,
Traffic Nightmare,
Dark Day,
DJ Sneak,
Country Joe & The Fish,
K-Klass,
Iggy Pop,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Delta 5,
Sixth Finger,
10cc,
Graham Central Station,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sarah Menescal,
Inner City,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Zeros,
Mark Hollis,
Easy Going,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Au Pairs,
Piero Umiliani,
Heaven 17,
The Busters,
Nas,
the Association,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Golliwogs,
Kurtis Blow,
Supertramp,
Scion,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Quadrant,
Marmalade,
Hot Snakes,
Idris Muhammad,
The Victims,
Wings,
48th St. Collective,
The Gories,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Half Japanese,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.