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 Brunei and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Woodstock.
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 clarinet 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 David Bowie to the disco 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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terry Callier record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Black Bananas,
Bobby Byrd,
Brand Nubian,
R.M.O.,
The Modern Lovers,
Neu!,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Raincoats,
The Vogues,
Moby Grape,
The New Christs,
Bronski Beat,
Idris Muhammad,
Radio Birdman,
The Associates,
Andrew Hill,
Mad Mike,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Surgeon,
Judy Mowatt,
The Cure,
Wings,
Isaac Hayes,
Accadde A,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Electric Prunes,
Motorama,
Avey Tare,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Scrapy,
Stiv Bators,
Matthew Halsall,
Man Parrish,
Massinfluence,
Roxette,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ten City,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kerrie Biddell,
Stereo Dub,
John Lydon,
The Wake,
Crispian St. Peters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pierre Henry,
Nirvana,
Basic Channel,
Symarip,
John Coltrane,
Jeru the Damaja,
The American Breed,
Nico,
the Swans,
Icehouse,
Shoche,
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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.