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 Sierra Leone and from Spokane.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Glenn Branca to the crunk 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Tim Buckley,
Pussy Galore,
The Fuzztones,
The Victims,
Leonard Cohen,
Bobby Byrd,
Jeff Lynne,
Susan Cadogan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Alphaville,
The Fugs,
The Stooges,
Robert Görl,
The Young Rascals,
DJ Sneak,
The Knickerbockers,
The Count Five,
Warren Ellis,
Gang Starr,
Sister Nancy,
The Fortunes,
Fad Gadget,
The Leaves,
Zero Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Glenn Branca,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Angry Samoans,
Drexciya,
Newcleus,
the Association,
The Zeros,
Parry Music,
Royal Trux,
Stereo Dub,
The Gun Club,
the Normal,
48th St. Collective,
Tubeway Army,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pere Ubu,
The Birthday Party,
Depeche Mode,
Magma,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Remains,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Cal Tjader,
Joe Smooth,
The Searchers,
Altered Images,
Hot Snakes,
Easy Going,
Marine Girls,
MDC,
Yusef Lateef,
Althea and Donna,
Black Flag,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.