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 Uruguay and from London.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Severed Heads 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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Metal Thangz,
Ultravox,
Joey Negro,
Toni Rubio,
Donny Hathaway,
Youth Brigade,
Ossler,
Radiopuhelimet,
Faust,
Ronnie Foster,
Cameo,
Smog,
Henry Cow,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Susan Cadogan,
Soulsonic Force,
Spandau Ballet,
Jeff Mills,
The Grass Roots,
Cluster,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sarah Menescal,
Subhumans,
Dennis Brown,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Toasters,
Magazine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Mad Mike,
Lower 48,
X-Ray Spex,
The Last Poets,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Stetsasonic,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Happenings,
Crash Course in Science,
Jerry's Kids,
The Gap Band,
The Index,
June Days,
Rufus Thomas,
Nirvana,
the Bar-Kays,
Infiniti,
L. Decosne,
Monks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fela Kuti,
Qualms,
Fad Gadget,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Idris Muhammad,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fluxion,
The Litter,
Deepchord,
The Invisible,
Electric Prunes,
Bill Wells,
Pole,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.