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 San Marino and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Bremen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 Hoover to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Human League,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Johnny Clarke,
Jesper Dahlback,
Zero Boys,
Television,
The Fugs,
Monks,
Fear,
The Moody Blues,
Outsiders,
Angry Samoans,
Arab on Radar,
The Knickerbockers,
The Litter,
the Normal,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Flamin' Groovies,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
T.S.O.L.,
Howard Jones,
Skaos,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Thee Headcoats,
Bootsy Collins,
Terry Callier,
Black Sheep,
Royal Trux,
Livin' Joy,
Black Pus,
The Dave Clark Five,
Barry Ungar,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lee Hazlewood,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Zapp,
The Techniques,
ABBA,
Rites of Spring,
Robert Wyatt,
Model 500,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Smoke,
The Index,
Jacob Miller,
Deepchord,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jandek,
Soft Cell,
Magazine,
Inner City,
The Slits,
The Music Machine,
Fela Kuti,
FM Einheit,
Tom Boy,
Henry Cow,
Technova,
Erasure,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.