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 Cameroon and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Mummies to the funk 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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Pantytec,
The Divine Comedy,
Drexciya,
Archie Shepp,
Roxette,
Simply Red,
Niagra,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Funkadelic,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Deadbeat,
Porter Ricks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sugar Minott,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Morten Harket,
Reuben Wilson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marc Almond,
Lucky Dragons,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Interpol,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lower 48,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Technova,
Motorama,
Procol Harum,
Supertramp,
Bronski Beat,
The Doors,
Frankie Knuckles,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Television,
Charles Mingus,
Toni Rubio,
Can,
U.S. Maple,
World's Most,
Freddie Wadling,
Janne Schatter,
Kerrie Biddell,
Yusef Lateef,
Bizarre Inc.,
Silicon Teens,
Susan Cadogan,
The Walker Brothers,
Massinfluence,
The Modern Lovers,
Piero Umiliani,
Average White Band,
Michelle Simonal,
The Slackers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ludus,
Pole,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.