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 Saudi Arabia and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Erasure to the rap 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Martian,
Cameo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Depeche Mode,
Jawbox,
Harpers Bizarre,
Cymande,
World's Most,
Nas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Television,
Michelle Simonal,
The Pop Group,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Theoretical Girls,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Stiv Bators,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Wasted Youth,
June of 44,
The Buckinghams,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Fuzztones,
Arab on Radar,
John Cale,
The Fall,
Mars,
Harmonia,
Marc Almond,
Neil Young,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kerrie Biddell,
Public Image Ltd.,
Metal Thangz,
MC5,
Ronnie Foster,
Gang Green,
Janne Schatter,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Black Sheep,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ultimate Spinach,
JFA,
Chris & Cosey,
E-Dancer,
Make Up,
Young Marble Giants,
The Modern Lovers,
Radio Birdman,
Lucky Dragons,
CMW,
Aswad,
Scott Walker,
Blossom Toes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Loose Ends,
The Pretty Things,
Amon Düül II,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.