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 Malaysia and from Beijing.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Motions to the disco 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All The Neon Judgement tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Malaria!,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Country Teasers,
Idris Muhammad,
Ultimate Spinach,
Heaven 17,
Popol Vuh,
Pantaleimon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Misunderstood,
Derrick Morgan,
Sam Rivers,
Lalo Schifrin,
These Immortal Souls,
Franke,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cowsills,
Loose Ends,
the Slits,
Lyres,
Niagra,
Unwound,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joe Finger,
Slick Rick,
The Last Poets,
Mad Mike,
Sister Nancy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Technova,
Todd Terry,
The Black Dice,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kaleidoscope,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Yazoo,
Skaos,
John Cale,
The American Breed,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Livin' Joy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Seeds,
Maleditus Sound,
Arab on Radar,
Parry Music,
The Neon Judgement,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ken Boothe,
The Modern Lovers,
Second Layer,
Rod Modell,
The Associates,
Marc Almond,
Jawbox,
Nation of Ulysses,
Judy Mowatt,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rakim,
Stockholm Monsters,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.