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 Mauritania and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Madrid.
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 linndrum 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 Victims to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Grey Daturas,
Brothers Johnson,
Piero Umiliani,
Young Marble Giants,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Beau Brummels,
Lyres,
The Gladiators,
Mad Mike,
The Victims,
The Raincoats,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Cramps,
AZ,
Joey Negro,
John Cale,
Talk Talk,
The Flesh Eaters,
Basic Channel,
Q65,
Saccharine Trust,
Duran Duran,
Minnie Riperton,
New Order,
Pharoah Sanders,
Icehouse,
Procol Harum,
PIL,
Siglo XX,
Soft Machine,
Organ,
Erasure,
Charles Mingus,
The Litter,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marshall Jefferson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Suburban Knight,
Trumans Water,
Chrome,
Skaos,
Godley & Creme,
Sandy B,
Tomorrow,
Lebanon Hanover,
John Foxx,
Pantytec,
Bauhaus,
Average White Band,
cv313,
Marine Girls,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
KRS-One,
Robert Görl,
The Buckinghams,
Rekid,
the Slits,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.