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 Spain and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
Robert Görl,
Subhumans,
Kayak,
The New Christs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Flamin' Groovies,
Josef K,
Neil Young,
Joyce Sims,
D'Angelo,
Bronski Beat,
The Litter,
Sällskapet,
Alton Ellis,
The Names,
The Mojo Men,
Dorothy Ashby,
Suicide,
Monolake,
Sexual Harrassment,
Royal Trux,
Mad Mike,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bootsy Collins,
Clear Light,
Bauhaus,
June of 44,
Black Flag,
Bobby Sherman,
Lalo Schifrin,
Terry Callier,
Peter and Kerry,
T. Rex,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Tears for Fears,
Rod Modell,
Drexciya,
The Modern Lovers,
Nik Kershaw,
The J.B.'s,
Pierre Henry,
Vainqueur,
The Human League,
Technova,
New York Dolls,
The Count Five,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gastr Del Sol,
Avey Tare,
Faust,
The Sound,
June Days,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Remains,
Easy Going,
David McCallum,
Basic Channel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.