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 Kiribati and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Maurizio to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Icehouse,
Technova,
Deadbeat,
Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dennis Brown,
Panda Bear,
The American Breed,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sarah Menescal,
The Mummies,
The Buckinghams,
Main Source,
Carl Craig,
Hardrive,
Howard Jones,
June Days,
Flamin' Groovies,
Barry Ungar,
The Black Dice,
The Litter,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Basic Channel,
Nirvana,
Tomorrow,
Can,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
June of 44,
Drexciya,
Leonard Cohen,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gichy Dan,
Bronski Beat,
Unwound,
The Last Poets,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Big Daddy Kane,
T. Rex,
David Axelrod,
Ponytail,
Deepchord,
the Slits,
Slave,
The Velvet Underground,
Sam Rivers,
Yaz,
The Dead C,
Das Ding,
Barrington Levy,
Rufus Thomas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Fire Engines,
Saccharine Trust,
Crooked Eye,
Ten City,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eli Mardock,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.