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 Kenya and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Yellowson to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Sixth Finger,
Pierre Henry,
Davy DMX,
Beasts of Bourbon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
FM Einheit,
Los Fastidios,
Neil Young,
the Human League,
Duran Duran,
Todd Terry,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
R.M.O.,
Dead Boys,
Freddie Wadling,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eli Mardock,
Lindisfarne,
Talk Talk,
Glenn Branca,
Cybotron,
Malaria!,
Alice Coltrane,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Oneida,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mr. Review,
David Axelrod,
Joe Finger,
Second Layer,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Von Mondo,
Con Funk Shun,
Icehouse,
Adolescents,
Terrestrial Tones,
Robert Görl,
Minutemen,
Main Source,
The Martian,
Crooked Eye,
Blake Baxter,
Harmonia,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Todd Rundgren,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Tubeway Army,
Andrew Hill,
UT,
Royal Trux,
X-102,
Sight & Sound,
Organ,
Funkadelic,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.