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 Cuba and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
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 Bill Wells to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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?
Young Marble Giants,
Newcleus,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nas,
Ronan,
Fugazi,
Cluster,
cv313,
Aaron Thompson,
Oblivians,
Roy Ayers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Cymande,
Lou Reed,
Severed Heads,
Howard Jones,
This Heat,
Dead Boys,
The Saints,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Toni Rubio,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Golliwogs,
John Lydon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Radiohead,
Rakim,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kayak,
Ludus,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joy Division,
Matthew Halsall,
EPMD,
The Grass Roots,
Man Eating Sloth,
Throbbing Gristle,
Robert Hood,
Anakelly,
Traffic Nightmare,
Man Parrish,
John Holt,
Lower 48,
Rekid,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Quando Quango,
Underground Resistance,
Yazoo,
Steve Hackett,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Schoolly D,
Letta Mbulu,
Smog,
Unwound,
Das Ding,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Stetsasonic,
Nick Fraelich,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.