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 Solomon Islands and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 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 Au Pairs to the electroclash 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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Thompson Twins,
Robert Hood,
Soulsonic Force,
The Electric Prunes,
John Holt,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Toasters,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Spoonie Gee,
The Sound,
Model 500,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Offenders,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Monks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Fad Gadget,
Gabor Szabo,
Donny Hathaway,
Sound Behaviour,
Index,
Thee Headcoats,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Angry Samoans,
The Cramps,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Sheep,
The Divine Comedy,
The Standells,
Blake Baxter,
Von Mondo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Letta Mbulu,
Kurtis Blow,
Surgeon,
Morten Harket,
Boredoms,
Country Teasers,
Gichy Dan,
Ornette Coleman,
Average White Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gong,
Yaz,
The Neon Judgement,
Joyce Sims,
Little Man,
Glenn Branca,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gang Starr,
The Grass Roots,
The American Breed,
Bill Wells,
Lalann,
Blossom Toes,
Whodini,
Brass Construction,
CMW,
Banda Bassotti,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.