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 Netherlands and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Mission of Burma to the electroclash 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dennis Brown,
Max Romeo,
Mandrill,
Little Man,
Yazoo,
Reuben Wilson,
Jeff Mills,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Robert Hood,
The Seeds,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Names,
Blossom Toes,
Suicide,
Depeche Mode,
Crime,
Lungfish,
Kool Moe Dee,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Victims,
John Cale,
Wire,
The Human League,
Glenn Branca,
Albert Ayler,
The Vogues,
Nico,
Massinfluence,
Drive Like Jehu,
Cameo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kerrie Biddell,
Derrick Morgan,
Ossler,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Al Stewart,
Lucky Dragons,
In Retrospect,
Aural Exciters,
Pere Ubu,
Erasure,
Colin Newman,
Minny Pops,
Kayak,
Dual Sessions,
Hot Snakes,
Icehouse,
Rod Modell,
Youth Brigade,
The Gories,
Avey Tare,
Guru Guru,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Zero Boys,
Gabor Szabo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.