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 East Timor and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 It's A Beautiful Day 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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Eli Mardock,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Kinks,
John Foxx,
Albert Ayler,
Matthew Bourne,
Peter & Gordon,
The Standells,
Idris Muhammad,
Joey Negro,
Sixth Finger,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Glenn Branca,
Lightning Bolt,
Curtis Mayfield,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mantronix,
Ronnie Foster,
Lou Christie,
Traffic Nightmare,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Smiths,
Boredoms,
Half Japanese,
Marc Almond,
Sonic Youth,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fad Gadget,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Vainqueur,
Lou Reed,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Arthur Verocai,
Nico,
New Order,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sparks,
Drexciya,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Real Kids,
Scratch Acid,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Blancmange,
Vladislav Delay,
Nirvana,
June Days,
The Invisible,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Main Source,
cv313,
The Wake,
Maleditus Sound,
Motorama,
The Zeros,
Grauzone,
The Shadows of Knight,
Delta 5,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.