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 Cape Verde and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Scan 7 to the rock 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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Sound,
The Gories,
Smog,
The Smiths,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Arcadia,
Tubeway Army,
Archie Shepp,
Japan,
Country Teasers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jeff Lynne,
Reuben Wilson,
Au Pairs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kenny Larkin,
The Standells,
Andrew Hill,
Moby Grape,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ossler,
The Five Americans,
Funky Four + One,
Jeff Mills,
Ponytail,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sonic Youth,
Terrestrial Tones,
Amon Düül,
The Black Dice,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
T.S.O.L.,
The Victims,
China Crisis,
Lou Reed,
The Neon Judgement,
DJ Sneak,
B.T. Express,
Theoretical Girls,
John Foxx,
Popol Vuh,
Cheater Slicks,
Drexciya,
Los Fastidios,
The Trojans,
The Alarm Clocks,
Basic Channel,
Sound Behaviour,
Youth Brigade,
Warren Ellis,
Wire,
Josef K,
The Searchers,
Adolescents,
The Misunderstood,
Alice Coltrane,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.