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 Madagascar and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 the Normal to the grunge 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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fear,
Scan 7,
Popol Vuh,
Archie Shepp,
Absolute Body Control,
Lebanon Hanover,
Theoretical Girls,
The Shadows of Knight,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Beau Brummels,
Blake Baxter,
Minor Threat,
A Certain Ratio,
Eli Mardock,
Ludus,
The Moody Blues,
Man Eating Sloth,
Von Mondo,
Derrick May,
The Young Rascals,
Lightning Bolt,
Altered Images,
Buzzcocks,
Mantronix,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Red Krayola,
Motorama,
Gabor Szabo,
Stereo Dub,
These Immortal Souls,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Chris Corsano,
Todd Terry,
The Walker Brothers,
John Cale,
Accadde A,
EPMD,
Marc Almond,
The Misunderstood,
DNA,
The Fuzztones,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Swans,
In Retrospect,
James White and The Blacks,
ABBA,
Amon Düül II,
Dual Sessions,
Index,
Jandek,
Davy DMX,
CMW,
Roxy Music,
Young Marble Giants,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
John Holt,
Skaos,
Crime,
the Bar-Kays,
Siglo XX,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.