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 Taiwan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 mellotron 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 Circle Jerks to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Tomorrow,
Harmonia,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scratch Acid,
The Happenings,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lakeside,
The Residents,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Arab on Radar,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Doors,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Prince Buster,
Buzzcocks,
These Immortal Souls,
Negative Approach,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Malaria!,
Gil Scott Heron,
June of 44,
The Music Machine,
Derrick May,
The Saints,
Oneida,
Adolescents,
Alison Limerick,
Barrington Levy,
Youth Brigade,
Pole,
Arthur Verocai,
Metal Thangz,
Scion,
Fluxion,
The Leaves,
Interpol,
The Flesh Eaters,
John Foxx,
Mad Mike,
Kas Product,
The Monochrome Set,
Lyres,
Radiohead,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Fire Engines,
Tom Boy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Offenders,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Martian,
Hashim,
kango's stein massive,
The Monks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Janne Schatter,
Parry Music,
The Buckinghams,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.