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 Kazakhstan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Oneida to the grunge 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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Litter,
Arab on Radar,
The Cowsills,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Albert Ayler,
David Axelrod,
Average White Band,
Alice Coltrane,
Guru Guru,
FM Einheit,
Can,
DJ Style,
Brothers Johnson,
Eddi Front,
Main Source,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Remains,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tubeway Army,
Hasil Adkins,
Iggy Pop,
Mission of Burma,
Black Bananas,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Roxy Music,
Inner City,
Little Man,
MDC,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Outsiders,
Los Fastidios,
Sister Nancy,
In Retrospect,
Wally Richardson,
Cluster,
Quando Quango,
The Blues Magoos,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lou Reed,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Minny Pops,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dennis Brown,
The Black Dice,
EPMD,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Carl Craig,
Black Flag,
Brass Construction,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sun Ra,
Sugar Minott,
X-101,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bauhaus,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.