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 Vanuatu and from Madrid.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Mojo Men to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters 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 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
the Soft Cell,
Hashim,
DJ Sneak,
Fluxion,
8 Eyed Spy,
Chris Corsano,
Charles Mingus,
Grauzone,
Barrington Levy,
The United States of America,
Sällskapet,
The Raincoats,
Echospace,
Deadbeat,
Interpol,
Delon & Dalcan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pet Shop Boys,
Spoonie Gee,
T.S.O.L.,
Young Marble Giants,
Country Teasers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Soft Cell,
James White and The Blacks,
June Days,
The Litter,
Negative Approach,
The Fugs,
Japan,
Sun Ra,
Suicide,
R.M.O.,
Flash Fearless,
One Last Wish,
Derrick Morgan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Goldenarms,
Bob Dylan,
Skriet,
X-101,
Surgeon,
Jawbox,
Sugar Minott,
Soulsonic Force,
JFA,
Godley & Creme,
Derrick May,
Erykah Badu,
cv313,
The Walker Brothers,
OOIOO,
Kaleidoscope,
John Foxx,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Youth Brigade,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Fuzztones,
H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.
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.