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 Thailand and from Seoul.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Big Daddy Kane to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Excepter,
The Five Americans,
Sällskapet,
Ohio Players,
the Soft Cell,
David McCallum,
The Young Rascals,
Marc Almond,
Average White Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Youth Brigade,
New Order,
Lebanon Hanover,
Brick,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bill Near,
Sex Pistols,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tears for Fears,
Negative Approach,
Mo-Dettes,
The Move,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Heaven 17,
Nirvana,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Techniques,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nik Kershaw,
Ituana,
MDC,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Victims,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Moleskins,
The Electric Prunes,
The Fortunes,
The Sonics,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
H. Thieme,
Cecil Taylor,
Shuggie Otis,
The Saints,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gabor Szabo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Livin' Joy,
Babytalk,
Robert Görl,
Fluxion,
Clear Light,
Boogie Down Productions,
Vainqueur,
Model 500,
Soft Cell,
Marmalade,
The Walker Brothers,
Isaac Hayes,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.