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 Oman and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tehran.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Crooked Eye to the techno 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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Brothers Johnson,
Rites of Spring,
Judy Mowatt,
Intrusion,
Neu!,
Connie Case,
Agitation Free,
10cc,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Fortunes,
the Bar-Kays,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Zero Boys,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Suicide,
The Sound,
Gregory Isaacs,
Fela Kuti,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Dead C,
Eurythmics,
Interpol,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sixth Finger,
World's Most,
DNA,
Fat Boys,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sällskapet,
Lower 48,
the Human League,
Aural Exciters,
Lou Reed,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gabor Szabo,
Circle Jerks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Dead Boys,
The Barracudas,
the Association,
The Tremeloes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Television Personalities,
Juan Atkins,
Kas Product,
The Offenders,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bill Near,
The Cramps,
John Lydon,
Make Up,
PIL,
Accadde A,
Mission of Burma,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
John Foxx,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Whodini,
The Kinks,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.