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 Cyprus 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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare 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 Inner City to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Idris Muhammad,
Stockholm Monsters,
Isaac Hayes,
The Busters,
Gang Green,
ABBA,
The Saints,
Sparks,
Kayak,
John Holt,
the Bar-Kays,
Eric B and Rakim,
Black Pus,
Groovy Waters,
The Sound,
Ohio Players,
Rod Modell,
The Dave Clark Five,
Massinfluence,
the Germs,
Chris Corsano,
Prince Buster,
The Velvet Underground,
Slave,
Drexciya,
Colin Newman,
The Grass Roots,
Tommy Roe,
Minnie Riperton,
The Names,
Saccharine Trust,
Cluster,
Josef K,
Grey Daturas,
Laurel Aitken,
Robert Görl,
Bobby Sherman,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
China Crisis,
Fad Gadget,
the Association,
Hasil Adkins,
Glenn Branca,
Monolake,
The Slits,
Electric Prunes,
UT,
Alison Limerick,
The Beau Brummels,
Aswad,
Au Pairs,
Reagan Youth,
Rhythm & Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fela Kuti,
The Dead C,
Toni Rubio,
Soulsonic Force,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.