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 Guinea-Bissau and from Edmonton.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Panda Bear to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fort Wilson Riot,
EPMD,
The Saints,
Todd Rundgren,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eve St. Jones,
Bang On A Can,
Prince Buster,
H. Thieme,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Soft Cell,
Danielle Patucci,
F. McDonald,
The Detroit Cobras,
Harpers Bizarre,
Flash Fearless,
Bronski Beat,
Lakeside,
Fugazi,
Talk Talk,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Minutemen,
Lee Hazlewood,
Swell Maps,
Pantytec,
Amon Düül,
Joe Smooth,
Oneida,
The Misunderstood,
Jeff Mills,
The Moleskins,
Jacques Brel,
Dead Boys,
Khruangbin,
Tim Buckley,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Josef K,
Lalann,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Thompson Twins,
Kenny Larkin,
Iggy Pop,
Reagan Youth,
Interpol,
Echospace,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Seeds,
The Fuzztones,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Adolescents,
Little Man,
Pantaleimon,
The Knickerbockers,
Blancmange,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.