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 Taiwan and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Moleskins to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Misunderstood,
Anakelly,
Lower 48,
Ultimate Spinach,
Joyce Sims,
The Skatalites,
Agent Orange,
A Certain Ratio,
Bobby Womack,
Sun Ra,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Q and Not U,
the Fania All-Stars,
Animal Collective,
F. McDonald,
Leonard Cohen,
The Sound,
EPMD,
Lee Hazlewood,
Alton Ellis,
Groovy Waters,
James White and The Blacks,
The Cowsills,
Terrestrial Tones,
Black Sheep,
Magma,
Accadde A,
Archie Shepp,
Surgeon,
The Names,
Q65,
Goldenarms,
Kerrie Biddell,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Blackbyrds,
New Order,
Marine Girls,
June Days,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Reuben Wilson,
ABC,
Anthony Braxton,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mars,
Radiopuhelimet,
Guru Guru,
Maurizio,
Ten City,
Main Source,
The Count Five,
8 Eyed Spy,
Alice Coltrane,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bad Manners,
The Fugs,
Crispy Ambulance,
Au Pairs,
the Swans,
Bauhaus,
The Happenings,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.