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 Sierra Leone and from Lyon.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 Lyres to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every F. McDonald record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Soul II Soul,
The Smoke,
Essential Logic,
The Trojans,
Robert Wyatt,
Joy Division,
Joensuu 1685,
Silicon Teens,
Make Up,
Amazonics,
Motorama,
The Mojo Men,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Vogues,
Charles Mingus,
Malaria!,
AZ,
Eric Copeland,
Eli Mardock,
Mark Hollis,
June Days,
Prince Buster,
Glenn Branca,
ABBA,
The Human League,
The Cosmic Jokers,
John Lydon,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Red Krayola,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bobby Hutcherson,
the Swans,
Agent Orange,
The Monochrome Set,
Model 500,
Quantec,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jesper Dahlback,
Todd Rundgren,
Lebanon Hanover,
Thee Headcoats,
David Bowie,
Crooked Eye,
Dawn Penn,
Blossom Toes,
Erasure,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gong,
Lakeside,
Drexciya,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Black Pus,
The Pretty Things,
Crime,
Jacob Miller,
Sugar Minott,
OOIOO,
Sex Pistols,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.