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 Mexico and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 Tokyo and Tokyo.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Henry Cow to the electroclash 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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Dorothy Ashby,
David Axelrod,
Erasure,
Dave Gahan,
Ronnie Foster,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Five Americans,
Sugar Minott,
Flamin' Groovies,
June of 44,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lou Reed,
Terry Callier,
Marshall Jefferson,
Blake Baxter,
John Cale,
Fatback Band,
The Toasters,
New Order,
Bobby Hutcherson,
MC5,
Joy Division,
Radiopuhelimet,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Avey Tare,
Motorama,
Lower 48,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Faust,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Angels of Light,
Lyres,
Basic Channel,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Television,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Slave,
Depeche Mode,
Slick Rick,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Human League,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Absolute Body Control,
Tears for Fears,
Ice-T,
Das Ding,
Morten Harket,
The Last Poets,
Piero Umiliani,
Terrestrial Tones,
Mantronix,
Tommy Roe,
Soulsonic Force,
Rod Modell,
John Coltrane,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gang Starr,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Remains,
Television Personalities,
Echospace,
Tropical Tobacco,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.