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 Ukraine and from London.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and London.
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 linndrum 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 The Remains to the crunk 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fatback Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Crispy Ambulance,
Quando Quango,
Wolf Eyes,
Glambeats Corp.,
The J.B.'s,
The Walker Brothers,
Swell Maps,
Rosa Yemen,
John Holt,
Wings,
Lou Reed,
The Trojans,
The Sonics,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sister Nancy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Soft Cell,
Funkadelic,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crooked Eye,
ABBA,
Bootsy Collins,
Skarface,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Radio Birdman,
Leonard Cohen,
Cybotron,
The Raincoats,
Thee Headcoats,
Steve Hackett,
New Order,
Jeff Mills,
Rod Modell,
Country Teasers,
Amon Düül II,
Mr. Review,
Max Romeo,
World's Most,
Gang Starr,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kerri Chandler,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Archie Shepp,
Panda Bear,
Dennis Brown,
Black Moon,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Half Japanese,
Yellowson,
Masters at Work,
The Smiths,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Negative Approach,
Lou Christie,
These Immortal Souls,
Sun City Girls,
The Cowsills,
Ralphi Rosario,
Hot Snakes,
Au Pairs,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.