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 Bologna.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Nico to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Man Eating Sloth,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Happenings,
Slick Rick,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
New York Dolls,
Sixth Finger,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Cale,
The Sonics,
Blancmange,
Lou Reed,
Mandrill,
Youth Brigade,
Magma,
Robert Hood,
The Slits,
Crispy Ambulance,
Hardrive,
The Sound,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ice-T,
Lakeside,
Bush Tetras,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bill Near,
OOIOO,
D'Angelo,
Faust,
Ornette Coleman,
Pagans,
The Doobie Brothers,
Echospace,
The Moleskins,
Brothers Johnson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
a-ha,
John Foxx,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Public Enemy,
Electric Prunes,
Warsaw,
Sparks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eve St. Jones,
The Cramps,
MC5,
Bobby Womack,
L. Decosne,
KRS-One,
Kayak,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
World's Most,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Invisible,
Sunsets and Hearts,
June Days,
Aswad,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.