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 Denmark and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 clarinet 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 Joe Finger to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Jerry's Kids,
Audionom,
Lou Christie,
Nico,
Jandek,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pagans,
Soft Machine,
Brand Nubian,
Bronski Beat,
Sexual Harrassment,
Crash Course in Science,
The Evens,
The Monochrome Set,
Radiopuhelimet,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Smiths,
The Cramps,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Das Ding,
Minutemen,
Avey Tare,
Shoche,
the Association,
Theoretical Girls,
The Moleskins,
Letta Mbulu,
Eric Copeland,
Lalann,
Drexciya,
Maurizio,
Man Parrish,
Cybotron,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Connie Case,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Minor Threat,
Faust,
Black Flag,
Nas,
Donny Hathaway,
Bizarre Inc.,
Thompson Twins,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Sonics,
Joyce Sims,
The Last Poets,
Soul II Soul,
the Swans,
Eli Mardock,
Urselle,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rod Modell,
The Residents,
Procol Harum,
The Techniques,
Colin Newman,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Divine Comedy,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.