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 Pakistan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 sitar 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 Radiohead to the funk 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
Wire,
Lyres,
Harpers Bizarre,
X-Ray Spex,
the Swans,
Thee Headcoats,
Dead Boys,
Echospace,
Tres Demented,
Laurel Aitken,
Guru Guru,
Rekid,
Marvin Gaye,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Glenn Branca,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kevin Saunderson,
Barrington Levy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Sonics,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Malaria!,
Skaos,
Porter Ricks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
U.S. Maple,
Mandrill,
Amon Düül II,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Yellowson,
Rakim,
cv313,
Bobby Womack,
The Vogues,
Bill Wells,
Robert Görl,
Eddi Front,
Depeche Mode,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Mojo Men,
Danielle Patucci,
Whodini,
Rosa Yemen,
Scion,
John Foxx,
The Buckinghams,
Hasil Adkins,
Liliput,
Grandmaster Flash,
Aaron Thompson,
Lakeside,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Masters at Work,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Monochrome Set,
Quadrant,
Bootsy Collins,
48th St. Collective,
Kayak,
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.