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 Barbados and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Stiv Bators to the disco 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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Vainqueur,
Aswad,
The Golliwogs,
Suicide,
Sonny Sharrock,
Youth Brigade,
Delta 5,
Mandrill,
The Standells,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Can,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nick Fraelich,
Underground Resistance,
The Real Kids,
Ten City,
FM Einheit,
Monolake,
Warsaw,
the Bar-Kays,
The Gap Band,
Roger Hodgson,
Danielle Patucci,
The Move,
X-101,
Grauzone,
June Days,
Pierre Henry,
Al Stewart,
DJ Style,
Eric Copeland,
Bauhaus,
Rod Modell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ludus,
Sound Behaviour,
The Smiths,
Mark Hollis,
The Mummies,
Organ,
The Beau Brummels,
Janne Schatter,
Scientists,
Cecil Taylor,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Andrew Hill,
Peter & Gordon,
Monks,
the Association,
Amon Düül,
the Soft Cell,
The Slits,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fat Boys,
Sixth Finger,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pussy Galore,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.