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 Ireland and from Portland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Roy Ayers to the crunk 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Bar-Kays,
Howard Jones,
The Vogues,
Pere Ubu,
Mantronix,
Suburban Knight,
Minutemen,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jeff Mills,
Roy Ayers,
Faraquet,
Hashim,
KRS-One,
PIL,
Dave Gahan,
Scion,
Model 500,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Godley & Creme,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Peter and Kerry,
A Certain Ratio,
Roxy Music,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Leaves,
New Order,
Gregory Isaacs,
T.S.O.L.,
the Slits,
The Birthday Party,
Jeff Lynne,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Basic Channel,
Derrick Morgan,
Sixth Finger,
The New Christs,
Public Enemy,
Pierre Henry,
Fear,
Ten City,
Cybotron,
Masters at Work,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jerry's Kids,
Brass Construction,
Faust,
Sugar Minott,
Robert Görl,
Essential Logic,
Thompson Twins,
Minny Pops,
Black Pus,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Metal Thangz,
China Crisis,
The Mummies,
Andrew Hill,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.