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 Libya and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Black Sheep to the grunge 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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Vogues,
Barrington Levy,
Crispian St. Peters,
Echospace,
The Barracudas,
DJ Style,
Tears for Fears,
The Modern Lovers,
Robert Wyatt,
Vainqueur,
Nirvana,
Scrapy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Maurizio,
Wasted Youth,
Jacob Miller,
FM Einheit,
Johnny Clarke,
New Order,
the Slits,
Susan Cadogan,
48th St. Collective,
Tomorrow,
Iggy Pop,
Warsaw,
Adolescents,
Gastr Del Sol,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Desert Stars,
Trumans Water,
The Birthday Party,
the Sonics,
Anakelly,
the Germs,
The Gladiators,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Todd Terry,
Josef K,
Alton Ellis,
Fear,
Chris & Cosey,
Tubeway Army,
Alphaville,
The Neon Judgement,
Ultimate Spinach,
The United States of America,
The Electric Prunes,
The Evens,
Hoover,
The Mojo Men,
Nico,
Motorama,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Second Layer,
Zero Boys,
Lou Christie,
Barry Ungar,
Graham Central Station,
Cymande,
The Gories,
Icehouse,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.