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 Austria and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and London.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the theremin 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 Reagan Youth to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mr. Review 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?
Negative Approach,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bill Near,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
This Heat,
Minutemen,
The Doobie Brothers,
Wings,
John Cale,
the Normal,
Donald Byrd,
Gang Green,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lou Reed,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jawbox,
Metal Thangz,
New Order,
Excepter,
Hashim,
Lebanon Hanover,
Radiohead,
The Moody Blues,
Derrick May,
Kool Moe Dee,
Alison Limerick,
Jeff Lynne,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dark Day,
World's Most,
X-101,
Swans,
Aloha Tigers,
The Fortunes,
Sun Ra,
Tears for Fears,
Kerrie Biddell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ultravox,
Eric Copeland,
Hoover,
Zero Boys,
Circle Jerks,
Stiv Bators,
Archie Shepp,
Dual Sessions,
Wally Richardson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lakeside,
Model 500,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fat Boys,
Graham Central Station,
T. Rex,
Yazoo,
Fluxion,
Royal Trux,
Black Flag,
Technova,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.