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 Uzbekistan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Warren Ellis to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Delon & Dalcan,
Little Man,
Alphaville,
The Blackbyrds,
Bang On A Can,
Q and Not U,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Hardrive,
Derrick Morgan,
Bill Wells,
The United States of America,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
8 Eyed Spy,
Clear Light,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Move,
The Pretty Things,
H. Thieme,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Freddie Wadling,
Ossler,
Babytalk,
Janne Schatter,
Country Teasers,
Cal Tjader,
Von Mondo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Angels of Light,
Rapeman,
Y Pants,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sex Pistols,
Heaven 17,
The Dead C,
The Golliwogs,
Tim Buckley,
Eden Ahbez,
PIL,
Trumans Water,
Arthur Verocai,
Nico,
Agitation Free,
The Kinks,
The Mojo Men,
The Smoke,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Flash Fearless,
Mark Hollis,
Graham Central Station,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Althea and Donna,
Dark Day,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lindisfarne,
New York Dolls,
The J.B.'s,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
L. Decosne,
The Residents,
OOIOO,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.