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 East Timor and from Bologna.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the techno 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 The Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gong,
Mary Jane Girls,
Wings,
the Association,
The Knickerbockers,
Swell Maps,
Khruangbin,
Newcleus,
Jeff Lynne,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Sonics,
Ornette Coleman,
Eve St. Jones,
Patti Smith,
Blancmange,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Alarm Clocks,
Metal Thangz,
Gang Starr,
CMW,
Hasil Adkins,
Dorothy Ashby,
Derrick Morgan,
The Skatalites,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pet Shop Boys,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gabor Szabo,
Aswad,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Archie Shepp,
David Axelrod,
Los Fastidios,
Public Image Ltd.,
Warren Ellis,
Andrew Hill,
Donald Byrd,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Leaves,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Brick,
Sonic Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Walker Brothers,
Michelle Simonal,
Judy Mowatt,
The Cramps,
Supertramp,
Joy Division,
Public Enemy,
Erasure,
The Cure,
Rekid,
Blossom Toes,
Q and Not U,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
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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.