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 Guatemala and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Aswad 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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Light Orchestra,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Gun Club,
Soulsonic Force,
Minutemen,
Aaron Thompson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bad Manners,
Main Source,
Pulsallama,
Nico,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Angry Samoans,
Soft Cell,
Zapp,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Intrusion,
Panda Bear,
Eli Mardock,
Groovy Waters,
The Sound,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Stockholm Monsters,
Danielle Patucci,
The Barracudas,
Severed Heads,
Iggy Pop,
Laurel Aitken,
Pere Ubu,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Au Pairs,
Interpol,
Con Funk Shun,
Andrew Hill,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Marmalade,
Cheater Slicks,
Sex Pistols,
Pole,
The Trojans,
Youth Brigade,
Popol Vuh,
Al Stewart,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eve St. Jones,
Reuben Wilson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Radiopuhelimet,
Drexciya,
Peter & Gordon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Schoolly D,
The Doobie Brothers,
Negative Approach,
Scratch Acid,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pantytec,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Last Poets,
Max Romeo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.