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 Switzerland and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Delhi.
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 chamberlin 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 Johnny Clarke to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Flash Fearless,
Flipper,
The Mojo Men,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Franke,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Arthur Verocai,
Lee Hazlewood,
The J.B.'s,
Janne Schatter,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scratch Acid,
New York Dolls,
Graham Central Station,
The Fortunes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Byron Stingily,
kango's stein massive,
Crispian St. Peters,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Soft Machine,
The Saints,
Kool Moe Dee,
Drexciya,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Make Up,
The Shadows of Knight,
Panda Bear,
John Cale,
Minor Threat,
The Divine Comedy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Amazonics,
The Busters,
Gang Starr,
Eddi Front,
One Last Wish,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Malaria!,
Dave Gahan,
Symarip,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Faust,
Rapeman,
Radiohead,
Alison Limerick,
Chrome,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Count Five,
Alton Ellis,
Newcleus,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Aloha Tigers,
Au Pairs,
Bootsy Collins,
The Smiths,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.