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 Portugal 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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Circle Jerks to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Harmonia,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Doors,
Alice Coltrane,
Toni Rubio,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
John Lydon,
UT,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Toasters,
Pierre Henry,
Eli Mardock,
The Blackbyrds,
Bob Dylan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Techniques,
Cecil Taylor,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Minnie Riperton,
China Crisis,
Morten Harket,
Grey Daturas,
New Order,
The Slackers,
The Real Kids,
Dave Gahan,
Aural Exciters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Byron Stingily,
The Count Five,
Bizarre Inc.,
Make Up,
The American Breed,
Yazoo,
Kerrie Biddell,
Charles Mingus,
Mr. Review,
Quando Quango,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Stiv Bators,
KRS-One,
Eric Copeland,
John Cale,
Circle Jerks,
Chris & Cosey,
James White and The Blacks,
Rites of Spring,
Bobby Byrd,
Con Funk Shun,
The Golliwogs,
The Monks,
Graham Central Station,
Oneida,
Au Pairs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
AZ,
Slave,
The Pretty Things,
Excepter,
Zero Boys,
Pole,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.