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 Finland and from Tokyo.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Slave to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Starr record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
Symarip,
Aloha Tigers,
Gil Scott Heron,
Schoolly D,
Swans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Parry Music,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Desert Stars,
Franke,
Brothers Johnson,
Mark Hollis,
Scientists,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Television,
Connie Case,
Rekid,
Sight & Sound,
a-ha,
H. Thieme,
Cameo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Banda Bassotti,
Tim Buckley,
The Standells,
The Slackers,
the Swans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tubeway Army,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bronski Beat,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Arthur Verocai,
Soul Sonic Force,
Albert Ayler,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bluetip,
Chris Corsano,
The Barracudas,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Slits,
The Human League,
Andrew Hill,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ronan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pantytec,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scan 7,
Chrome,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Doobie Brothers,
The American Breed,
Marvin Gaye,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sister Nancy,
Wings,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.