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 Lithuania and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 guitar 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 Man Eating Sloth to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sandy B record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Q65,
Popol Vuh,
The Detroit Cobras,
Boogie Down Productions,
Juan Atkins,
Porter Ricks,
This Heat,
Archie Shepp,
Eli Mardock,
Jandek,
Don Cherry,
PIL,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ituana,
the Normal,
The Selecter,
Nirvana,
Vainqueur,
Gang Green,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sonic Youth,
Kerri Chandler,
Spoonie Gee,
The Techniques,
Echospace,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jawbox,
The Smoke,
Cluster,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Wire,
Little Man,
The Monochrome Set,
Agent Orange,
The Skatalites,
Susan Cadogan,
Erasure,
Japan,
Neu!,
Amazonics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
E-Dancer,
Unwound,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Walker Brothers,
Urselle,
the Association,
The Angels of Light,
Yazoo,
Anakelly,
Chris Corsano,
Donny Hathaway,
Scott Walker,
Harmonia,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scrapy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Liliput,
The Fugs,
Chris & Cosey,
The Young Rascals,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.