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 St Lucia and from Cairo.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Skaos to the rock 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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
K-Klass,
Mark Hollis,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Tom Boy,
F. McDonald,
Graham Central Station,
Cheater Slicks,
The Misunderstood,
cv313,
Minny Pops,
X-102,
Josef K,
Robert Hood,
Porter Ricks,
Alphaville,
Isaac Hayes,
Altered Images,
Circle Jerks,
Tim Buckley,
New Age Steppers,
Aswad,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Young Rascals,
Patti Smith,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Scott Walker,
Amon Düül,
PIL,
Vainqueur,
Kenny Larkin,
Barbara Tucker,
Crash Course in Science,
Aloha Tigers,
Hashim,
Funkadelic,
Eric Copeland,
Curtis Mayfield,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Blackbyrds,
Alton Ellis,
The Zeros,
Echospace,
Blake Baxter,
The Index,
Jawbox,
Agent Orange,
Matthew Halsall,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Black Bananas,
MC5,
Panda Bear,
Little Man,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Black Pus,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
John Holt,
Robert Görl,
Chris & Cosey,
Lucky Dragons,
John Coltrane,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.