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 Liechtenstein and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Edmonton.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T. Rex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Skaos,
Joey Negro,
Saccharine Trust,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Clear Light,
Cameo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lower 48,
Index,
The Shadows of Knight,
Niagra,
Motorama,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scion,
Erykah Badu,
The Red Krayola,
Babytalk,
Bad Manners,
La Düsseldorf,
the Slits,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Leaves,
Animal Collective,
Ultra Naté,
Scrapy,
Aswad,
Desert Stars,
Stockholm Monsters,
Hashim,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eddi Front,
Crash Course in Science,
Royal Trux,
Camouflage,
Scan 7,
Roxy Music,
Idris Muhammad,
Au Pairs,
Junior Murvin,
Black Bananas,
L. Decosne,
The Cramps,
The Birthday Party,
The Smiths,
Das Ding,
Tres Demented,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Minor Threat,
Rapeman,
Loose Ends,
H. Thieme,
Mary Jane Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang Green,
Sixth Finger,
Amon Düül,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.