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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Gories to the techno 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 The Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Derrick Morgan,
The Remains,
Rekid,
John Foxx,
The Busters,
The Happenings,
8 Eyed Spy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nick Fraelich,
Gang Starr,
EPMD,
Gabor Szabo,
New Age Steppers,
The Sonics,
T.S.O.L.,
Skriet,
Ice-T,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rapeman,
The Count Five,
David Bowie,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Al Stewart,
Anthony Braxton,
Morten Harket,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kayak,
The Motions,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Grandmaster Flash,
New York Dolls,
F. McDonald,
Janne Schatter,
ABBA,
Graham Central Station,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Move,
Juan Atkins,
Chris & Cosey,
Parry Music,
DJ Style,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Glambeats Corp.,
Amon Düül II,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kerri Chandler,
Youth Brigade,
Suicide,
Dark Day,
Rosa Yemen,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The New Christs,
Soulsonic Force,
Avey Tare,
Aural Exciters,
Skarface,
Johnny Clarke,
Deadbeat,
Oneida,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Camberwell Now,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.