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 Egypt and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 mellotron 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 The Doors to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
The Toasters,
The Gun Club,
Deakin,
LL Cool J,
Scrapy,
Jandek,
The Pop Group,
Aswad,
MDC,
Grauzone,
Public Enemy,
Amon Düül II,
Carl Craig,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Anakelly,
The Golliwogs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
X-101,
The Dead C,
Gong,
Guru Guru,
The Techniques,
The Saints,
Adolescents,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bobby Womack,
Joensuu 1685,
The Red Krayola,
Maleditus Sound,
Aural Exciters,
Scott Walker,
The Smiths,
Rod Modell,
The Electric Prunes,
Eli Mardock,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stereo Dub,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Fuzztones,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Detroit Cobras,
Clear Light,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Moss Icon,
The Beau Brummels,
Peter and Kerry,
Marine Girls,
Goldenarms,
Amon Düül,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Robert Hood,
ABC,
The Grass Roots,
Isaac Hayes,
Television Personalities,
Roxette,
Newcleus,
Glenn Branca,
Graham Central Station,
Circle Jerks,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.