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 East Timor and from London.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Can to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dennis Brown,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
CMW,
Dual Sessions,
Joyce Sims,
Swans,
The Slits,
Boz Scaggs,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Erasure,
Joy Division,
New York Dolls,
Donald Byrd,
The Pop Group,
Alton Ellis,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Toasters,
the Fania All-Stars,
Peter & Gordon,
Black Moon,
Accadde A,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Flash Fearless,
Prince Buster,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sandy B,
Popol Vuh,
Television,
Chris Corsano,
Hasil Adkins,
B.T. Express,
The Associates,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Move,
U.S. Maple,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Dead C,
Fela Kuti,
cv313,
Mantronix,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Saints,
Procol Harum,
Nas,
DJ Sneak,
MC5,
Barry Ungar,
Malaria!,
Bush Tetras,
Juan Atkins,
Silicon Teens,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Michelle Simonal,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Beau Brummels,
Mandrill,
Simply Red,
Cecil Taylor,
Wasted Youth,
kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive.
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.