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 Montenegro and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Steve Hackett to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Metal Thangz,
Scratch Acid,
Lungfish,
Scott Walker,
Arcadia,
Josef K,
Gang Starr,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Outsiders,
Stiv Bators,
Lakeside,
Oneida,
Fela Kuti,
Gil Scott Heron,
Delta 5,
Niagra,
L. Decosne,
The Cowsills,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
China Crisis,
James White and The Blacks,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Standells,
The Misunderstood,
Moss Icon,
John Foxx,
Blossom Toes,
Vainqueur,
Cybotron,
Aswad,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Silicon Teens,
Hasil Adkins,
Marshall Jefferson,
PIL,
Supertramp,
Chrome,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Evens,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Derrick Morgan,
Peter & Gordon,
Mark Hollis,
Sun City Girls,
Fatback Band,
Arab on Radar,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Goldenarms,
Absolute Body Control,
The Blackbyrds,
The Skatalites,
Junior Murvin,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Buckinghams,
Franke,
Das Ding,
Funky Four + One,
Dark Day,
The Moleskins,
Robert Hood,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.