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 Morocco and from Bologna.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Michelle Simonal to the grime 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 The Residents. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Intrusion,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Offenders,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ponytail,
DJ Style,
The Standells,
DNA,
The Moleskins,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Skarface,
Scion,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Organ,
Faraquet,
The Dirtbombs,
Drexciya,
Erykah Badu,
Albert Ayler,
The Gun Club,
Joey Negro,
The Searchers,
Ken Boothe,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Tim Buckley,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eric B and Rakim,
48th St. Collective,
Pole,
Fort Wilson Riot,
PIL,
a-ha,
Wire,
Technova,
Bobby Sherman,
Chrome,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Subhumans,
The Mummies,
Pylon,
Excepter,
Arthur Verocai,
Outsiders,
8 Eyed Spy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tres Demented,
Minor Threat,
Can,
Mad Mike,
The New Christs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Al Stewart,
Peter and Kerry,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.