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 Cambodia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 snare 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 Tim Buckley to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Country Teasers,
The Happenings,
The Mojo Men,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tim Buckley,
Marc Almond,
PIL,
Yaz,
Soft Cell,
Marvin Gaye,
Motorama,
Essential Logic,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roger Hodgson,
Joe Smooth,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Los Fastidios,
Barclay James Harvest,
Neil Young,
Jawbox,
Whodini,
Crime,
Stiv Bators,
Cymande,
Rod Modell,
The Leaves,
Hasil Adkins,
Eddi Front,
Leonard Cohen,
Suicide,
The Misunderstood,
The Kinks,
Pantaleimon,
Derrick May,
L. Decosne,
Faust,
Gong,
John Foxx,
Alphaville,
The Last Poets,
Freddie Wadling,
Average White Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Simply Red,
Outsiders,
The Vogues,
Dark Day,
Moebius,
Rhythm & Sound,
Skaos,
Vainqueur,
The Count Five,
Cheater Slicks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Piero Umiliani,
The Remains,
Half Japanese,
Black Sheep,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.