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 Niger and from Mexico City.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 chamberlin 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 Amon Düül to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Malaria!,
Swell Maps,
Buzzcocks,
Arthur Verocai,
Guru Guru,
Fluxion,
Roy Ayers,
The Neon Judgement,
Echospace,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Red Krayola,
Dead Boys,
Grandmaster Flash,
John Holt,
The Vogues,
The Modern Lovers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Delta 5,
CMW,
Unwound,
Sonic Youth,
Inner City,
The Sisters of Mercy,
June Days,
Leonard Cohen,
Warren Ellis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Music Machine,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ultravox,
Eddi Front,
Subhumans,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nas,
The Skatalites,
Jacques Brel,
The Pop Group,
David Bowie,
EPMD,
Donald Byrd,
Accadde A,
The Walker Brothers,
The Index,
Icehouse,
Make Up,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Skarface,
Das Ding,
Von Mondo,
Animal Collective,
Khruangbin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
ABC,
The Dirtbombs,
The Fire Engines,
Tomorrow,
The United States of America,
Bronski Beat,
Cymande,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.