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 India and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 linndrum 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 Heaven 17 to the dance 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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Loose Ends,
the Germs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Soul II Soul,
Gang Starr,
Minny Pops,
Skaos,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Matthew Halsall,
Scientists,
Infiniti,
China Crisis,
Buzzcocks,
The Durutti Column,
Chris & Cosey,
Aswad,
Rotary Connection,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bronski Beat,
The Saints,
Simply Red,
Nik Kershaw,
E-Dancer,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Urselle,
Lower 48,
Swell Maps,
Clear Light,
Freddie Wadling,
Accadde A,
B.T. Express,
The Real Kids,
Tres Demented,
PIL,
Laurel Aitken,
the Sonics,
Fluxion,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Yazoo,
the Normal,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
KRS-One,
The Human League,
Fugazi,
Cameo,
Crash Course in Science,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Agitation Free,
Todd Rundgren,
Godley & Creme,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Count Five,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rod Modell,
Michelle Simonal,
Symarip,
Technova,
The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters.
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.