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 Cambodia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 sitar 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 Ituana to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Barclay James Harvest,
Throbbing Gristle,
Chrome,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Aaron Thompson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Easy Going,
Tommy Roe,
Al Stewart,
Heaven 17,
DNA,
Deepchord,
Eve St. Jones,
Flipper,
Depeche Mode,
Tres Demented,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Arab on Radar,
Traffic Nightmare,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jesper Dahlback,
Index,
Flamin' Groovies,
Roxy Music,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jerry's Kids,
The Barracudas,
The United States of America,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Standells,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Blake Baxter,
The Raincoats,
Agitation Free,
H. Thieme,
Roy Ayers,
Mark Hollis,
Rotary Connection,
Pantytec,
Connie Case,
Pet Shop Boys,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mission of Burma,
Wings,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Chris Corsano,
Loose Ends,
Archie Shepp,
The Pop Group,
Altered Images,
Nick Fraelich,
Soft Machine,
Erykah Badu,
Althea and Donna,
Animal Collective,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eric Copeland,
Cecil Taylor,
The Fuzztones,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.