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 Latvia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Matthew Bourne to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Swell Maps,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
UT,
Fugazi,
Hoover,
Public Enemy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Symarip,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Alton Ellis,
Flash Fearless,
Kaleidoscope,
Aural Exciters,
Wings,
Carl Craig,
The Searchers,
Brick,
Unrelated Segments,
Drive Like Jehu,
Moss Icon,
Dawn Penn,
The Durutti Column,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Slackers,
X-101,
John Lydon,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Soft Cell,
Pagans,
Reagan Youth,
Charles Mingus,
Basic Channel,
The Fire Engines,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Deakin,
Supertramp,
PIL,
D'Angelo,
Donny Hathaway,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Selecter,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Malaria!,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Wire,
Bang On A Can,
Janne Schatter,
The Toasters,
The Divine Comedy,
Morten Harket,
Theoretical Girls,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Sheep,
The Smiths,
Monolake,
Faust,
Goldenarms,
Alphaville,
The J.B.'s,
Laurel Aitken,
Urselle,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.