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 Kazakhstan and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Little Man to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Grass Roots,
Country Teasers,
Colin Newman,
Morten Harket,
Frankie Knuckles,
Barbara Tucker,
The Human League,
Excepter,
Model 500,
Inner City,
Kurtis Blow,
Radiohead,
The Motions,
Bang On A Can,
Agent Orange,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Modern Lovers,
Robert Hood,
Lindisfarne,
Dead Boys,
the Soft Cell,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gichy Dan,
Shoche,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
KRS-One,
Minor Threat,
Sam Rivers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Joe Smooth,
T. Rex,
Crime,
Sight & Sound,
Pharoah Sanders,
Quando Quango,
Boz Scaggs,
The Angels of Light,
Bill Wells,
Pet Shop Boys,
Althea and Donna,
Grey Daturas,
Tres Demented,
Young Marble Giants,
Rites of Spring,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Byron Stingily,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Moody Blues,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ohio Players,
48th St. Collective,
The Moleskins,
Fear,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.