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 Senegal and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Liaisons Dangereuses to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
Second Layer,
Drexciya,
Ken Boothe,
The Doors,
Babytalk,
Goldenarms,
Marine Girls,
Qualms,
Duran Duran,
Man Parrish,
New Order,
The Zeros,
Matthew Bourne,
John Lydon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Oblivians,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Mars,
Marc Almond,
The Sound,
John Foxx,
Vainqueur,
Jerry's Kids,
The Index,
the Association,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sun City Girls,
Patti Smith,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Porter Ricks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pole,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kevin Saunderson,
Royal Trux,
Carl Craig,
Sugar Minott,
Lyres,
Oneida,
Reagan Youth,
The Five Americans,
Sällskapet,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
a-ha,
David Bowie,
F. McDonald,
Electric Prunes,
Audionom,
Spoonie Gee,
Echospace,
Icehouse,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Stooges,
Quando Quango,
Crash Course in Science,
Brick,
Stereo Dub,
The Smiths,
H. Thieme,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jandek,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.