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 Sri Lanka and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Masters at Work to the grunge 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Barry Ungar,
Essential Logic,
Procol Harum,
Ossler,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Barracudas,
Y Pants,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sight & Sound,
David Bowie,
Aloha Tigers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Shuggie Otis,
Bobby Sherman,
Stereo Dub,
Ronnie Foster,
The Evens,
EPMD,
Nico,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Warsaw,
Rakim,
Eurythmics,
the Sonics,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Robert Hood,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sarah Menescal,
Roy Ayers,
Monks,
Marc Almond,
Eric Copeland,
The Zeros,
Andrew Hill,
the Soft Cell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Saints,
Peter & Gordon,
Johnny Clarke,
Subhumans,
Saccharine Trust,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Audionom,
Quantec,
Tubeway Army,
Goldenarms,
Kurtis Blow,
The Red Krayola,
The Durutti Column,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sällskapet,
A Flock of Seagulls,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.