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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 FM Einheit to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sandy B record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Darondo,
Deadbeat,
Bauhaus,
The Remains,
The Count Five,
Mantronix,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jimmy McGriff,
Technova,
Lou Reed,
X-102,
Gastr Del Sol,
Suburban Knight,
Delta 5,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joe Finger,
A Certain Ratio,
The Fall,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Youth Brigade,
Ohio Players,
Tommy Roe,
EPMD,
Whodini,
Aloha Tigers,
Wasted Youth,
Soft Machine,
Loose Ends,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sound Behaviour,
Nils Olav,
Hot Snakes,
The Evens,
T.S.O.L.,
Crime,
The Walker Brothers,
Derrick Morgan,
Japan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Theoretical Girls,
The Standells,
Heaven 17,
Anakelly,
Don Cherry,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Black Dice,
Essential Logic,
The Alarm Clocks,
Josef K,
The Victims,
Franke,
FM Einheit,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nas,
Little Man,
Monks,
Skriet,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sixth Finger,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cluster,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.