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 Bahamas and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer 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 The Electric Prunes to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Bootsy Collins,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Gories,
Warsaw,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Invisible,
John Cale,
Patti Smith,
Brass Construction,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Suicide,
Audionom,
Mandrill,
The Real Kids,
Bobby Sherman,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Accadde A,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pole,
Second Layer,
This Heat,
Bronski Beat,
The Toasters,
Alton Ellis,
Radio Birdman,
Yellowson,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Smoke,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Monks,
ABC,
JFA,
Icehouse,
Banda Bassotti,
Scott Walker,
The Seeds,
In Retrospect,
The Walker Brothers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Inner City,
Funky Four + One,
The J.B.'s,
Sandy B,
Gong,
Vainqueur,
La Düsseldorf,
Gang of Four,
Metal Thangz,
June of 44,
Gang Green,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Peter and Kerry,
Crime,
Fugazi,
Camouflage,
Sound Behaviour,
Shuggie Otis,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.