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 Slovenia and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Lower 48 to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dual Sessions,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Glenn Branca,
Anakelly,
The Cowsills,
Morten Harket,
These Immortal Souls,
Joensuu 1685,
Bob Dylan,
Tears for Fears,
Dead Boys,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dave Gahan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Five Americans,
Guru Guru,
Oneida,
Sun Ra,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Essential Logic,
Radiohead,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mars,
Donald Byrd,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Isaac Hayes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Blossom Toes,
Qualms,
Franke,
Pere Ubu,
The Saints,
T.S.O.L.,
Mr. Review,
EPMD,
Stereo Dub,
Motorama,
Q and Not U,
Dark Day,
Neil Young,
Nick Fraelich,
China Crisis,
Tubeway Army,
Erykah Badu,
Peter & Gordon,
The Pretty Things,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scrapy,
Al Stewart,
Marmalade,
Barrington Levy,
Mo-Dettes,
Adolescents,
Alice Coltrane,
The Trojans,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.