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 Mozambique and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Toronto.
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 guitar 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 The Gun Club to the grime 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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Anakelly,
Gastr Del Sol,
Television,
Aloha Tigers,
Robert Görl,
Vainqueur,
Mantronix,
Blossom Toes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mars,
Minnie Riperton,
The Music Machine,
The Durutti Column,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dual Sessions,
Bauhaus,
Amon Düül,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camouflage,
Public Enemy,
Make Up,
Crime,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tommy Roe,
Bobby Sherman,
Spoonie Gee,
Masters at Work,
Isaac Hayes,
Eurythmics,
Soulsonic Force,
The Raincoats,
Boogie Down Productions,
Graham Central Station,
Television Personalities,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Axelrod,
Clear Light,
Ultra Naté,
Michelle Simonal,
Steve Hackett,
A Certain Ratio,
The Cramps,
X-102,
Eve St. Jones,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Livin' Joy,
Intrusion,
Half Japanese,
Black Moon,
the Swans,
Bill Wells,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Supertramp,
Adolescents,
Pantytec,
The Neon Judgement,
48th St. Collective,
Donny Hathaway,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.