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 Marshall Islands and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 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 Unwound to the jazz 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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D 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 '70s.
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 Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Victims,
LL Cool J,
Gong,
This Heat,
Lou Reed,
Todd Terry,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dennis Brown,
Roy Ayers,
Boredoms,
Warsaw,
Sister Nancy,
Au Pairs,
Shoche,
Flash Fearless,
The Martian,
The Index,
Television,
D'Angelo,
Tommy Roe,
the Germs,
Porter Ricks,
Thompson Twins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Harmonia,
Barry Ungar,
Black Moon,
Dawn Penn,
Vainqueur,
Mr. Review,
Ponytail,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bobby Byrd,
E-Dancer,
Tomorrow,
The American Breed,
Fat Boys,
Max Romeo,
Desert Stars,
Sound Behaviour,
Boz Scaggs,
T.S.O.L.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Zeros,
Rufus Thomas,
the Association,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Juan Atkins,
Gerry Rafferty,
Archie Shepp,
Alton Ellis,
Youth Brigade,
Soulsonic Force,
Eddi Front,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.