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 Somalia and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 the Bar-Kays to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Duran Duran,
Mr. Review,
Stereo Dub,
Model 500,
T. Rex,
Gang Starr,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Grauzone,
Television Personalities,
Terry Callier,
Brass Construction,
Roger Hodgson,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Happenings,
The Busters,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cheater Slicks,
Yellowson,
LL Cool J,
Faraquet,
Pantaleimon,
Banda Bassotti,
The Fugs,
The J.B.'s,
Scratch Acid,
Sun City Girls,
Saccharine Trust,
The Blackbyrds,
Blake Baxter,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tim Buckley,
Crispy Ambulance,
Clear Light,
Bad Manners,
Frankie Knuckles,
Minutemen,
The Black Dice,
Quando Quango,
The Walker Brothers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fugazi,
Tubeway Army,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The American Breed,
Electric Prunes,
Quantec,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Icehouse,
Khruangbin,
Althea and Donna,
Rakim,
The Velvet Underground,
Von Mondo,
Angry Samoans,
The Detroit Cobras,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Essential Logic,
Pagans,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.