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 Jamaica and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
the Soft Cell,
The Birthday Party,
The Selecter,
JFA,
Quando Quango,
Reuben Wilson,
Fat Boys,
Rhythm & Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Mojo Men,
10cc,
Tubeway Army,
Tim Buckley,
Camouflage,
Lalann,
Scrapy,
Sixth Finger,
Agitation Free,
Rites of Spring,
Duran Duran,
Rakim,
Howard Jones,
New Order,
Thompson Twins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Blackbyrds,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ice-T,
The Offenders,
the Swans,
Anthony Braxton,
Ronan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Black Pus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Monks,
Prince Buster,
Little Man,
Franke,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Residents,
Main Source,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gong,
DJ Style,
Radiohead,
Peter & Gordon,
Brass Construction,
Dawn Penn,
Oblivians,
Soft Cell,
Eurythmics,
Susan Cadogan,
Suburban Knight,
The Divine Comedy,
Excepter,
Minutemen,
Mark Hollis,
John Cale,
Johnny Osbourne,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.