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 Finland and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Pet Shop Boys to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
Tommy Roe,
Maleditus Sound,
The Wake,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Trumans Water,
The Remains,
Man Eating Sloth,
These Immortal Souls,
Second Layer,
Dual Sessions,
Lyres,
Shuggie Otis,
Judy Mowatt,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Smog,
Drive Like Jehu,
Darondo,
DJ Sneak,
Soft Cell,
Boz Scaggs,
Livin' Joy,
Mo-Dettes,
Andrew Hill,
The Zeros,
Absolute Body Control,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pylon,
The Knickerbockers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Connie Case,
Skarface,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Gap Band,
Iggy Pop,
The American Breed,
Mark Hollis,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bob Dylan,
JFA,
Severed Heads,
Flipper,
Negative Approach,
Flash Fearless,
The Red Krayola,
The Slackers,
Jeff Lynne,
Skriet,
The Associates,
Terrestrial Tones,
Black Pus,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lakeside,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Residents,
ABBA,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gabor Szabo,
R.M.O.,
Jesper Dahlback,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.