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 Bolivia and from Tehran.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Remains to the techno 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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gladiators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
Rites of Spring,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
JFA,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Harmonia,
Eurythmics,
Stereo Dub,
Faust,
the Human League,
The Searchers,
The Monochrome Set,
Amazonics,
Gregory Isaacs,
Los Fastidios,
Franke,
Maurizio,
Minny Pops,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bush Tetras,
Janne Schatter,
Funky Four + One,
One Last Wish,
Boz Scaggs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Minnie Riperton,
Minutemen,
Wally Richardson,
The Velvet Underground,
The Buckinghams,
Joey Negro,
The Fire Engines,
Zapp,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cal Tjader,
The Divine Comedy,
Ultravox,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lou Reed,
MDC,
Amon Düül II,
E-Dancer,
Slick Rick,
Kevin Saunderson,
Skarface,
Public Image Ltd.,
These Immortal Souls,
Slave,
D'Angelo,
Sixth Finger,
Bluetip,
Stetsasonic,
Youth Brigade,
Graham Central Station,
Harry Pussy,
Derrick Morgan,
Massinfluence,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Qualms,
Joyce Sims,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.