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 Indonesia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 Mandrill to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crime record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Public Enemy,
Deakin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joe Smooth,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
E-Dancer,
La Düsseldorf,
Organ,
Half Japanese,
Main Source,
Eurythmics,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Leonard Cohen,
Colin Newman,
Joy Division,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Evens,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Echospace,
The Monochrome Set,
Subhumans,
Susan Cadogan,
Terrestrial Tones,
Tres Demented,
The Index,
U.S. Maple,
Easy Going,
Animal Collective,
Ornette Coleman,
Bad Manners,
Derrick Morgan,
Technova,
Babytalk,
Infiniti,
Ossler,
The Standells,
Hasil Adkins,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Davy DMX,
Spandau Ballet,
Todd Terry,
Tubeway Army,
Heaven 17,
Scientists,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Cramps,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joensuu 1685,
Ten City,
Altered Images,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Gap Band,
Alphaville,
Glenn Branca,
Girls At Our Best!,
Q65,
Bang On A Can,
Thompson Twins,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Remains,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.