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 Egypt and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 sitar 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 Aural Exciters to the rock 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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Thee Headcoats,
Bronski Beat,
Oneida,
Wolf Eyes,
Jeff Mills,
Cameo,
Fluxion,
Eric Dolphy,
Barbara Tucker,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Malaria!,
Sun Ra,
E-Dancer,
Scott Walker,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gang Starr,
Howard Jones,
U.S. Maple,
Unrelated Segments,
One Last Wish,
The Gap Band,
Dawn Penn,
The Wake,
The Angels of Light,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gastr Del Sol,
Juan Atkins,
Lightning Bolt,
In Retrospect,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ronan,
Gang of Four,
Pagans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Pus,
Hot Snakes,
Mantronix,
The Moleskins,
Don Cherry,
The Misunderstood,
D'Angelo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Moss Icon,
Sixth Finger,
John Lydon,
48th St. Collective,
DJ Style,
Black Sheep,
Monolake,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
John Foxx,
Marine Girls,
The Seeds,
Joensuu 1685,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skaos,
Wasted Youth,
The Saints, The Saints, The Saints, The Saints.
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.