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 Nigeria and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Roxette to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bootsy Collins,
Gang Starr,
Soul II Soul,
Gastr Del Sol,
Donald Byrd,
Grey Daturas,
Niagra,
Kerri Chandler,
Connie Case,
Barbara Tucker,
Stereo Dub,
Josef K,
Brand Nubian,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marmalade,
Reagan Youth,
Lalann,
Fad Gadget,
Joe Smooth,
Junior Murvin,
The Names,
Aaron Thompson,
Susan Cadogan,
Animal Collective,
Moby Grape,
Mr. Review,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Los Fastidios,
The Young Rascals,
Arthur Verocai,
Chrome,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harry Pussy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Danielle Patucci,
Bang On A Can,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Doobie Brothers,
Fear,
Nirvana,
ABC,
Tim Buckley,
The Residents,
Royal Trux,
Amon Düül II,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Vainqueur,
Essential Logic,
The Birthday Party,
The Electric Prunes,
The Leaves,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Gabor Szabo,
Kenny Larkin,
Black Bananas,
Max Romeo,
Warren Ellis,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.