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 Honduras and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the snare 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 Qualms to the electroclash 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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hoover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
Brand Nubian,
Aural Exciters,
Michelle Simonal,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Animal Collective,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gil Scott Heron,
Aswad,
Moebius,
The Gories,
Pole,
Funky Four + One,
The Velvet Underground,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mad Mike,
Deadbeat,
Skarface,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lakeside,
The Misunderstood,
Chris & Cosey,
The Index,
Bill Wells,
Bauhaus,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Blackbyrds,
Drexciya,
Matthew Halsall,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Derrick May,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Morten Harket,
The Wake,
Kayak,
Model 500,
X-Ray Spex,
Second Layer,
Byron Stingily,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Quantec,
David Axelrod,
Gong,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Urselle,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scrapy,
The Blues Magoos,
Sex Pistols,
The American Breed,
Public Enemy,
U.S. Maple,
Warsaw,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Mojo Men,
Swans,
MC5,
Bush Tetras,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.