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 Tajikistan and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Delon & Dalcan to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet 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 sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Steve Hackett,
Moss Icon,
Fugazi,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Peter & Gordon,
Glenn Branca,
Technova,
Drexciya,
Oblivians,
Heaven 17,
Maurizio,
Faraquet,
The Smoke,
Black Bananas,
The Doors,
The Fire Engines,
The Shadows of Knight,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
LL Cool J,
Matthew Halsall,
Altered Images,
The Velvet Underground,
Clear Light,
Eli Mardock,
Roxy Music,
Stereo Dub,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Quando Quango,
Neil Young,
The Monochrome Set,
Grandmaster Flash,
Isaac Hayes,
June of 44,
Throbbing Gristle,
Delon & Dalcan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ten City,
Supertramp,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Alton Ellis,
Smog,
Sam Rivers,
Y Pants,
Accadde A,
The Saints,
Duran Duran,
The Music Machine,
Crime,
Sarah Menescal,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Marvin Gaye,
Scrapy,
T.S.O.L.,
The Misunderstood,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Barrington Levy,
the Association,
Skarface,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.