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 India and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 rhodes 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 Minor Threat to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
Max Romeo,
Alice Coltrane,
Mars,
Scrapy,
Stetsasonic,
Andrew Hill,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Shoche,
Moss Icon,
Oblivians,
the Normal,
Glambeats Corp.,
China Crisis,
Sarah Menescal,
Easy Going,
cv313,
Joe Finger,
Motorama,
MC5,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rotary Connection,
The Dave Clark Five,
Magma,
Hot Snakes,
New Age Steppers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sonic Youth,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Essential Logic,
David Bowie,
The Count Five,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Niagra,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Simply Red,
Angry Samoans,
The American Breed,
Supertramp,
The Cowsills,
Agitation Free,
Terrestrial Tones,
Thompson Twins,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Velvet Underground,
Hasil Adkins,
Section 25,
Joensuu 1685,
The Red Krayola,
The Sonics,
Josef K,
Lou Christie,
Sexual Harrassment,
Soft Cell,
Eli Mardock,
Yellowson,
Neu!,
Slave,
Cecil Taylor,
Man Eating Sloth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gichy Dan,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.