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 Thailand and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Tom Verlaine 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 8 Eyed Spy to the rap 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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Marine Girls,
FM Einheit,
Bootsy Collins,
the Association,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lalo Schifrin,
AZ,
Negative Approach,
Buzzcocks,
Danielle Patucci,
Robert Hood,
Pantaleimon,
the Germs,
Fat Boys,
Monolake,
The Zeros,
Bobby Byrd,
Zapp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mantronix,
Parry Music,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Soft Cell,
Sound Behaviour,
Drexciya,
Aural Exciters,
Cameo,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Swans,
The Blues Magoos,
The Smiths,
The Moody Blues,
Peter and Kerry,
Ken Boothe,
The Birthday Party,
Das Ding,
Sun Ra,
The Young Rascals,
Sam Rivers,
T. Rex,
PIL,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bobby Womack,
Joyce Sims,
Suburban Knight,
Shoche,
The Fall,
The Tremeloes,
The Detroit Cobras,
DJ Sneak,
Wire,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Robert Görl,
The Victims,
June of 44,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
JFA,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.