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 Iran and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bronski Beat to the electroclash 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Deakin,
Guru Guru,
The United States of America,
Gang Starr,
Black Bananas,
Roy Ayers,
Bauhaus,
Intrusion,
X-Ray Spex,
DJ Style,
Pantytec,
DJ Sneak,
Vainqueur,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Fortunes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dorothy Ashby,
Liliput,
Black Sheep,
Marvin Gaye,
Jeff Mills,
The Music Machine,
T. Rex,
Tubeway Army,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Slits,
The Vogues,
The Seeds,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Modern Lovers,
Arcadia,
Trumans Water,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Babytalk,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Count Five,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Q and Not U,
Stetsasonic,
Bootsy Collins,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eric Dolphy,
Quantec,
Moby Grape,
Crime,
R.M.O.,
Soulsonic Force,
Qualms,
June Days,
LL Cool J,
Skarface,
Drive Like Jehu,
ABC,
Pylon,
Rufus Thomas,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.