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 Ivory Coast and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Mexico City and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 a-ha to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Infiniti,
Electric Prunes,
The Flesh Eaters,
Howard Jones,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ossler,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Arcadia,
Ronnie Foster,
The Litter,
Charles Mingus,
The Buckinghams,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lalann,
Hot Snakes,
Cecil Taylor,
Jesper Dahlback,
Faust,
Zapp,
The Martian,
Aswad,
The Sound,
Livin' Joy,
U.S. Maple,
Johnny Clarke,
Ten City,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dave Gahan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Average White Band,
Grey Daturas,
The Pop Group,
Graham Central Station,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
June Days,
Ash Ra Tempel,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Oblivians,
The Barracudas,
Unwound,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Grass Roots,
Unrelated Segments,
Make Up,
Marvin Gaye,
Archie Shepp,
Rotary Connection,
Joe Smooth,
The Durutti Column,
Cameo,
Quadrant,
Steve Hackett,
Mars,
Japan,
The Walker Brothers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.