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 Mali and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the electroclash 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 The Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Lyres,
the Germs,
Country Teasers,
Quantec,
Saccharine Trust,
The Toasters,
MC5,
Popol Vuh,
Procol Harum,
cv313,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dual Sessions,
The Blues Magoos,
Minnie Riperton,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soul II Soul,
The Dead C,
Malaria!,
Mandrill,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Steve Hackett,
DJ Style,
Cameo,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eurythmics,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Moebius,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ronan,
Electric Prunes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Zeros,
Slick Rick,
Massinfluence,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pantaleimon,
Subhumans,
Talk Talk,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Skatalites,
Joy Division,
Ralphi Rosario,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
John Coltrane,
Brand Nubian,
Das Ding,
The Raincoats,
Gastr Del Sol,
New York Dolls,
Outsiders,
The Pop Group,
Technova,
The Red Krayola,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ultra Naté,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dawn Penn,
the Bar-Kays,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.