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 Panama and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Soul Sonic Force to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Amazonics,
Joe Smooth,
Soft Cell,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Golliwogs,
Agitation Free,
Archie Shepp,
Junior Murvin,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ultravox,
the Association,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Divine Comedy,
World's Most,
Nirvana,
Circle Jerks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Grass Roots,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lindisfarne,
Wire,
Eurythmics,
Peter and Kerry,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Morten Harket,
Amon Düül II,
Suicide,
Alton Ellis,
Josef K,
The Blackbyrds,
Sixth Finger,
Carl Craig,
Second Layer,
Pantaleimon,
Electric Prunes,
Flash Fearless,
David McCallum,
PIL,
Jacques Brel,
the Bar-Kays,
The Names,
Popol Vuh,
Grauzone,
UT,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Red Krayola,
Duran Duran,
Los Fastidios,
Alison Limerick,
Hardrive,
the Germs,
Mr. Review,
Mark Hollis,
Lower 48,
the Swans,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sällskapet,
Youth Brigade,
Subhumans,
Gang of Four,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.