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 Angola and from Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Rufus Thomas to the disco 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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Mars,
Ralphi Rosario,
Traffic Nightmare,
Intrusion,
Animal Collective,
The Count Five,
Alton Ellis,
Erasure,
Brand Nubian,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
ABBA,
Drexciya,
Moss Icon,
D'Angelo,
Johnny Clarke,
The Walker Brothers,
Technova,
Althea and Donna,
The Alarm Clocks,
In Retrospect,
The United States of America,
Skarface,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Junior Murvin,
Frankie Knuckles,
Altered Images,
The Five Americans,
Babytalk,
Moby Grape,
Lakeside,
Jerry's Kids,
Fatback Band,
Pierre Henry,
Amon Düül II,
The Kinks,
Scion,
June of 44,
Parry Music,
Smog,
Howard Jones,
UT,
Crooked Eye,
Quadrant,
The Wake,
KRS-One,
Sonic Youth,
Harmonia,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Minny Pops,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Thee Headcoats,
The Barracudas,
The Doors,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Clear Light,
Nick Fraelich,
Ice-T,
Maleditus Sound,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.