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 Taiwan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 chamberlin 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 Underground Resistance to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang On A Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Idris Muhammad,
The Leaves,
Lungfish,
Sun Ra,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Delta 5,
Monolake,
Skriet,
Desert Stars,
The Human League,
Cluster,
The Litter,
Skarface,
Vladislav Delay,
Faraquet,
Kerrie Biddell,
Wasted Youth,
Archie Shepp,
The New Christs,
Youth Brigade,
48th St. Collective,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Victims,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Electric Prunes,
The Invisible,
Pharoah Sanders,
Wally Richardson,
Visage,
Marcia Griffiths,
Soft Cell,
The Barracudas,
Frankie Knuckles,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lou Reed,
The Real Kids,
New York Dolls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aural Exciters,
Johnny Clarke,
Soulsonic Force,
ABC,
Pierre Henry,
The Zeros,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Fuzztones,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Normal,
Robert Wyatt,
Eric Copeland,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Unrelated Segments,
Harry Pussy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fluxion,
Dark Day,
Crispy Ambulance,
Symarip,
The Shadows of Knight,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.