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 Syria and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 guitar 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 Lightning Bolt to the techno 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Arcadia,
Pulsallama,
Johnny Clarke,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Grey Daturas,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Suburban Knight,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Joensuu 1685,
Gichy Dan,
Bauhaus,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Wolf Eyes,
Archie Shepp,
The Gun Club,
The Toasters,
Funky Four + One,
Absolute Body Control,
Magazine,
Inner City,
Scott Walker,
The Velvet Underground,
Robert Görl,
AZ,
X-Ray Spex,
Brass Construction,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Juan Atkins,
Youth Brigade,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Warren Ellis,
The Five Americans,
Maleditus Sound,
The Skatalites,
Eric B and Rakim,
John Foxx,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kerrie Biddell,
Avey Tare,
Kas Product,
Average White Band,
Eddi Front,
These Immortal Souls,
Symarip,
DJ Style,
The Barracudas,
The Dead C,
Minny Pops,
Excepter,
Pole,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
It's A Beautiful Day,
China Crisis,
Mr. Review,
Japan,
Basic Channel,
Lower 48,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.