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 Cyprus and from Madrid.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Television Personalities to the jazz 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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
Dave Gahan,
FM Einheit,
Visage,
La Düsseldorf,
Quantec,
Max Romeo,
Dawn Penn,
The Searchers,
DJ Sneak,
Television Personalities,
Metal Thangz,
Livin' Joy,
Average White Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Glenn Branca,
Pussy Galore,
Nas,
Roy Ayers,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Stooges,
Albert Ayler,
Aural Exciters,
the Sonics,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Happenings,
Ossler,
Adolescents,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Andrew Hill,
Das Ding,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kerri Chandler,
The Count Five,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Infiniti,
Oneida,
Intrusion,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Harmonia,
Tubeway Army,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Roxy Music,
The Mummies,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cybotron,
Gong,
ABC,
Chris Corsano,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fire Engines,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Moby Grape,
Josef K,
World's Most,
Todd Terry,
Delta 5,
Talk Talk,
Janne Schatter,
Godley & Creme,
The Knickerbockers,
Tommy Roe,
John Coltrane,
Minutemen,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.