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 Moldova and from New York.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Fugazi to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Half Japanese,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tres Demented,
Franke,
Neu!,
Monolake,
Rosa Yemen,
Jesper Dahlback,
Intrusion,
The Kinks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Gladiators,
Ken Boothe,
Barbara Tucker,
Don Cherry,
the Swans,
Slick Rick,
Fugazi,
Wings,
Basic Channel,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Grandmaster Flash,
ABC,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kurtis Blow,
Sun City Girls,
The New Christs,
Sight & Sound,
DJ Sneak,
Fat Boys,
Sam Rivers,
Swans,
Junior Murvin,
Lou Christie,
Mark Hollis,
Eurythmics,
Tim Buckley,
cv313,
Hardrive,
Rotary Connection,
Bauhaus,
T. Rex,
Schoolly D,
Mission of Burma,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Pop Group,
Harry Pussy,
Maurizio,
Buzzcocks,
Morten Harket,
Deadbeat,
Dave Gahan,
Sällskapet,
Japan,
DNA,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.