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 United Kingdom and from Tokyo.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the organ 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 Dark Day to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
PIL,
DNA,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jeff Lynne,
Moss Icon,
Skarface,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soft Machine,
Black Bananas,
Gerry Rafferty,
Essential Logic,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rhythm & Sound,
John Lydon,
Agitation Free,
Barrington Levy,
Leonard Cohen,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ken Boothe,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ossler,
Ronan,
Tears for Fears,
FM Einheit,
Absolute Body Control,
Soul II Soul,
CMW,
Pagans,
Kayak,
Glambeats Corp.,
Circle Jerks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pierre Henry,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Panda Bear,
Jacob Miller,
Neu!,
Hot Snakes,
Blancmange,
Sex Pistols,
Smog,
Faust,
The Selecter,
In Retrospect,
Ludus,
Crash Course in Science,
Jeff Mills,
Warsaw,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Massinfluence,
The Trojans,
The Mummies,
Gang Green,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Toni Rubio,
Dead Boys,
Lucky Dragons,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.