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 Iceland and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 Winnipeg and Woodstock.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Malaria! to the electroclash 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Moebius,
Flipper,
David Bowie,
Eve St. Jones,
The Sonics,
Lakeside,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Standells,
The Cramps,
Sam Rivers,
The Toasters,
Echospace,
Lightning Bolt,
Young Marble Giants,
the Fania All-Stars,
Hot Snakes,
Radiohead,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Music Machine,
Boogie Down Productions,
Second Layer,
Steve Hackett,
OOIOO,
Pylon,
Symarip,
Motorama,
Terrestrial Tones,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Move,
Carl Craig,
Soft Machine,
Angry Samoans,
Hashim,
Roxy Music,
Skriet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Harry Pussy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Harmonia,
The Seeds,
JFA,
Yaz,
Erykah Badu,
Camouflage,
Kevin Saunderson,
Audionom,
Todd Terry,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Spandau Ballet,
Leonard Cohen,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Gladiators,
Sound Behaviour,
the Bar-Kays,
The Kinks,
Bush Tetras,
Intrusion,
Bobby Womack,
Clear Light,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.