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 Portugal and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lou Christie to the grunge 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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys 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 jazz 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 theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fear,
Archie Shepp,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Chris & Cosey,
The Music Machine,
Soft Machine,
Sound Behaviour,
Ultravox,
Jesper Dahlback,
Derrick Morgan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Grauzone,
Tropical Tobacco,
Suburban Knight,
La Düsseldorf,
The Happenings,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
CMW,
Anthony Braxton,
The Dirtbombs,
48th St. Collective,
Monks,
John Foxx,
Scientists,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
KRS-One,
Electric Prunes,
Minor Threat,
Scratch Acid,
Interpol,
Ice-T,
Piero Umiliani,
Avey Tare,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Alphaville,
Faust,
Crispian St. Peters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Echospace,
Pantaleimon,
Das Ding,
Q and Not U,
Erykah Badu,
The Last Poets,
Desert Stars,
Mantronix,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Amon Düül,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Pop Group,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Maleditus Sound,
Terrestrial Tones,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Schoolly D,
Newcleus,
Animal Collective,
Todd Rundgren,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.