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 Zimbabwe and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Soul Sonic Force to the funk 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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Fifty Foot Hose,
LL Cool J,
The Human League,
Procol Harum,
Toni Rubio,
Danielle Patucci,
The Five Americans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lightning Bolt,
Don Cherry,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Todd Terry,
Aural Exciters,
One Last Wish,
The Move,
Deadbeat,
Blancmange,
Stiv Bators,
Fear,
CMW,
Rosa Yemen,
Crispy Ambulance,
Unrelated Segments,
Sparks,
Theoretical Girls,
Hoover,
Ludus,
Hashim,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
EPMD,
Nils Olav,
D'Angelo,
Bronski Beat,
The Toasters,
Bush Tetras,
Zapp,
Donald Byrd,
Donny Hathaway,
Flamin' Groovies,
Circle Jerks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Pretty Things,
Agitation Free,
June Days,
Silicon Teens,
Skarface,
Shuggie Otis,
Andrew Hill,
Goldenarms,
Amazonics,
The Buckinghams,
Brand Nubian,
Robert Wyatt,
Quando Quango,
Mary Jane Girls,
Harry Pussy,
the Human League,
Pantaleimon,
Pulsallama,
Rotary Connection,
Leonard Cohen,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.