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 Hungary and from Spokane.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Clear Light to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Easy Going,
Jimmy McGriff,
Yellowson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eurythmics,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Subhumans,
Boredoms,
Popol Vuh,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Techniques,
Minnie Riperton,
Sunsets and Hearts,
F. McDonald,
Sun City Girls,
Wolf Eyes,
Vainqueur,
Morten Harket,
Bobby Sherman,
Robert Görl,
Groovy Waters,
The Grass Roots,
Symarip,
Neil Young,
Swell Maps,
Prince Buster,
Black Sheep,
The Monochrome Set,
Infiniti,
Nils Olav,
Metal Thangz,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
June Days,
Bob Dylan,
Stereo Dub,
Accadde A,
Half Japanese,
Zapp,
Patti Smith,
Eric Copeland,
T.S.O.L.,
The Vogues,
Cheater Slicks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Gories,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jeru the Damaja,
OOIOO,
Wings,
Babytalk,
Simply Red,
The Doors,
Johnny Clarke,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Alphaville,
Goldenarms,
The Offenders,
Laurel Aitken,
Gang of Four,
Sight & Sound,
Chrome, Chrome, Chrome, Chrome.
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.