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 Cyprus and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 snare 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 Organ to the rap 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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sixth Finger,
Reagan Youth,
Freddie Wadling,
Ronnie Foster,
The Human League,
The Zeros,
Yellowson,
Masters at Work,
The Saints,
Magazine,
The Young Rascals,
Stetsasonic,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kool Moe Dee,
Minor Threat,
Harpers Bizarre,
Man Parrish,
Sonic Youth,
Guru Guru,
Fluxion,
Main Source,
The Fall,
Kas Product,
Bronski Beat,
Mo-Dettes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DNA,
The Black Dice,
Television Personalities,
The Stooges,
Henry Cow,
Dennis Brown,
Alice Coltrane,
Electric Prunes,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Mad Mike,
Silicon Teens,
K-Klass,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Leaves,
Minnie Riperton,
Tears for Fears,
Jawbox,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sarah Menescal,
The Seeds,
Lebanon Hanover,
New Order,
China Crisis,
Danielle Patucci,
Cluster,
Technova,
Drexciya,
Mars,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Soulsonic Force,
Monks,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.