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 Monaco and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Kayak to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Junior Murvin,
Royal Trux,
Juan Atkins,
Tim Buckley,
Sällskapet,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ludus,
The Leaves,
The Smoke,
Rod Modell,
Lalann,
The Sonics,
The Gun Club,
Fugazi,
Visage,
Public Enemy,
Bill Wells,
Peter & Gordon,
Underground Resistance,
The Techniques,
Ultra Naté,
Television Personalities,
Shoche,
Lee Hazlewood,
Wolf Eyes,
Scientists,
The J.B.'s,
Tubeway Army,
Matthew Halsall,
Oblivians,
Bill Near,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Judy Mowatt,
FM Einheit,
The United States of America,
Nico,
Suicide,
Skaos,
Electric Prunes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camberwell Now,
Pere Ubu,
Eddi Front,
Funkadelic,
Dead Boys,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fear,
Section 25,
Fad Gadget,
The Cramps,
Soft Machine,
Traffic Nightmare,
New Order,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Seeds,
E-Dancer,
Average White Band,
Schoolly D,
Rosa Yemen,
Mo-Dettes,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.