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 Croatia and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Radiopuhelimet 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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Essential Logic,
Inner City,
Livin' Joy,
Albert Ayler,
Smog,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
B.T. Express,
Funkadelic,
Pylon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gang Gang Dance,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Soft Cell,
Lalo Schifrin,
Graham Central Station,
Johnny Clarke,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marc Almond,
Electric Prunes,
Eric Copeland,
Junior Murvin,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Normal,
Rhythm & Sound,
Duran Duran,
Bobby Womack,
Ultimate Spinach,
Johnny Osbourne,
Vainqueur,
Rufus Thomas,
Country Teasers,
Guru Guru,
The Invisible,
DJ Sneak,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Davy DMX,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Carl Craig,
Altered Images,
Quando Quango,
Robert Hood,
Kayak,
The Motions,
The United States of America,
Janne Schatter,
the Bar-Kays,
Lou Christie,
48th St. Collective,
Popol Vuh,
the Slits,
The Techniques,
Jacques Brel,
Minnie Riperton,
Wolf Eyes,
Al Stewart,
Joe Smooth,
The Golliwogs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.