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 Namibia and from Toronto.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Whodini,
Malaria!,
Marvin Gaye,
Spoonie Gee,
Harmonia,
Carl Craig,
Loose Ends,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Vogues,
Ultravox,
Rotary Connection,
La Düsseldorf,
Dual Sessions,
This Heat,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Erykah Badu,
DJ Sneak,
Radiohead,
Warsaw,
Technova,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Section 25,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minnie Riperton,
Cluster,
The Alarm Clocks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Anakelly,
Joe Smooth,
Fluxion,
Talk Talk,
Mantronix,
Pantaleimon,
The Zeros,
The Happenings,
The Cure,
The Remains,
The Smoke,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Velvet Underground,
Funkadelic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Crispian St. Peters,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nas,
Flash Fearless,
Guru Guru,
Juan Atkins,
Donny Hathaway,
Slick Rick,
These Immortal Souls,
Leonard Cohen,
Gang Starr,
Dead Boys,
X-102,
Dave Gahan,
Y Pants,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lebanon Hanover,
Niagra,
Rod Modell,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.