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 Iran and from London.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Pagans to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
X-Ray Spex,
The Cramps,
Skaos,
Pharoah Sanders,
June Days,
Neu!,
The Wake,
Matthew Bourne,
Model 500,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Banda Bassotti,
Q and Not U,
Vladislav Delay,
Soft Cell,
The Blues Magoos,
Soulsonic Force,
A Certain Ratio,
Jesper Dahlback,
Schoolly D,
Al Stewart,
Dead Boys,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
8 Eyed Spy,
Depeche Mode,
Ituana,
David Axelrod,
The Zeros,
Saccharine Trust,
John Cale,
Marc Almond,
Joensuu 1685,
DJ Sneak,
Crash Course in Science,
The Alarm Clocks,
Symarip,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sight & Sound,
Mantronix,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kenny Larkin,
Sex Pistols,
Roxette,
Gang Starr,
Arcadia,
UT,
MDC,
Skriet,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Jeff Mills,
Lou Christie,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Evens,
Massinfluence,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Saints,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.