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 Denmark and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 güiro 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 Unwound to the funk 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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terrestrial Tones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Fear,
The Smiths,
The Slits,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dark Day,
Barry Ungar,
The Young Rascals,
Von Mondo,
Gang Starr,
Mr. Review,
Spoonie Gee,
Young Marble Giants,
Model 500,
Susan Cadogan,
Smog,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gastr Del Sol,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Dave Gahan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lakeside,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rhythm & Sound,
Roxy Music,
Rekid,
PIL,
The Techniques,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
UT,
The Remains,
Dorothy Ashby,
Andrew Hill,
Fad Gadget,
The Standells,
The Residents,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ludus,
Delta 5,
Kool Moe Dee,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
AZ,
Anakelly,
Blancmange,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mandrill,
X-101,
Lalann,
Heaven 17,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gong,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Mojo Men,
Juan Atkins,
Brothers Johnson,
Lyres,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
John Coltrane,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.