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 Japan and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Juan Atkins 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Joyce Sims,
Unrelated Segments,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Davy DMX,
Thee Headcoats,
Fear,
Rakim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Minny Pops,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Star Department,
Black Moon,
Ossler,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bobby Byrd,
The Searchers,
Echospace,
Unwound,
Sun Ra,
Harmonia,
Kayak,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
Leonard Cohen,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Spandau Ballet,
Rosa Yemen,
Anthony Braxton,
Hasil Adkins,
Excepter,
Joe Finger,
Japan,
Todd Rundgren,
Ornette Coleman,
Charles Mingus,
The Cramps,
Babytalk,
Boz Scaggs,
U.S. Maple,
Whodini,
Juan Atkins,
Nico,
Warsaw,
Siglo XX,
Scion,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Freddie Wadling,
Boredoms,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Desert Stars,
Monks,
Minor Threat,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nick Fraelich,
Liliput,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Mark Hollis,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Television Personalities,
Thompson Twins,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.