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 Brunei and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Radio Birdman to the funk 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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Pretty Things,
Quantec,
The Blues Magoos,
Mission of Burma,
Nico,
Wally Richardson,
Technova,
Ponytail,
Black Pus,
Kaleidoscope,
Sugar Minott,
Alison Limerick,
Traffic Nightmare,
Agent Orange,
Jawbox,
a-ha,
T. Rex,
Visage,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pet Shop Boys,
Hardrive,
Arab on Radar,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Procol Harum,
Negative Approach,
Mary Jane Girls,
Albert Ayler,
Fatback Band,
The Zeros,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Black Dice,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
John Holt,
Maurizio,
China Crisis,
Eric Copeland,
Television,
the Normal,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Sisters of Mercy,
David McCallum,
Youth Brigade,
Throbbing Gristle,
Moebius,
Sound Behaviour,
Suburban Knight,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Cramps,
The Moleskins,
Pantytec,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bobby Byrd,
Matthew Halsall,
Kurtis Blow,
The Detroit Cobras,
In Retrospect,
Matthew Bourne,
PIL,
Chris & Cosey,
Janne Schatter,
JFA,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.