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 Oman and from Edmonton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Black Moon to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Little Man,
Lucky Dragons,
Lower 48,
Minor Threat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ice-T,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Aaron Thompson,
The Detroit Cobras,
Barclay James Harvest,
China Crisis,
Jeff Mills,
Charles Mingus,
Dennis Brown,
Sound Behaviour,
Model 500,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Heaven 17,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Prince Buster,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Harmonia,
Absolute Body Control,
Kas Product,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Toasters,
Robert Görl,
Rosa Yemen,
La Düsseldorf,
Average White Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Brass Construction,
Nico,
Warren Ellis,
The Busters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Star Department,
Ronan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lakeside,
The Sound,
The Gladiators,
Joy Division,
Scientists,
Susan Cadogan,
Porter Ricks,
Second Layer,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Blancmange,
Anakelly,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Mighty Diamonds,
48th St. Collective,
Flipper,
Dorothy Ashby,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.