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 Chad and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 arpeggiator 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 MC5 to the electroclash 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 a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Moebius,
Maleditus Sound,
The Victims,
The Motions,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jandek,
Minor Threat,
Aaron Thompson,
Juan Atkins,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Agent Orange,
Sparks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Dawn Penn,
Ponytail,
The Trojans,
Gang Starr,
Rekid,
Harpers Bizarre,
John Coltrane,
Soft Cell,
Sonic Youth,
Talk Talk,
Ituana,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Smoke,
Albert Ayler,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Cheater Slicks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Quadrant,
Todd Rundgren,
Cecil Taylor,
Index,
The Cramps,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Metal Thangz,
Desert Stars,
Jerry's Kids,
Alton Ellis,
Kurtis Blow,
Kool Moe Dee,
Joe Finger,
Bush Tetras,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cameo,
MDC,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Knickerbockers,
Black Moon,
Yellowson,
John Foxx,
Fugazi,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Schoolly D,
Public Enemy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Gap Band,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.