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 Seychelles and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 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 the Slits to the grunge 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Modern Lovers,
The Barracudas,
Little Man,
T.S.O.L.,
Public Enemy,
Pantaleimon,
Altered Images,
Agitation Free,
Bronski Beat,
Bobbi Humphrey,
8 Eyed Spy,
Spandau Ballet,
Letta Mbulu,
Liliput,
Lower 48,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Pop Group,
Deepchord,
The Golliwogs,
Sex Pistols,
Janne Schatter,
The Five Americans,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Human League,
Man Eating Sloth,
Urselle,
Soft Cell,
Gang Starr,
Kerrie Biddell,
Stockholm Monsters,
Average White Band,
the Normal,
Eric Copeland,
Godley & Creme,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Black Dice,
Gabor Szabo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Flag,
Bootsy Collins,
Toni Rubio,
Porter Ricks,
Byron Stingily,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jawbox,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rekid,
Oneida,
Bluetip,
Roxy Music,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Danielle Patucci,
Vainqueur,
X-Ray Spex,
The Star Department,
Organ,
David Bowie,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.