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 Iceland and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 linndrum 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 Popol Vuh to the dance 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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
The New Christs,
Marshall Jefferson,
Hashim,
Nas,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Vogues,
Amazonics,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rekid,
Faraquet,
Funkadelic,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Skriet,
Nick Fraelich,
Sly & The Family Stone,
MC5,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Monochrome Set,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kool Moe Dee,
Angry Samoans,
The Modern Lovers,
The Busters,
Vainqueur,
Peter & Gordon,
The Divine Comedy,
Faust,
Flipper,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Visage,
June of 44,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Alarm Clocks,
Royal Trux,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Japan,
Talk Talk,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Wake,
The Knickerbockers,
Prince Buster,
Silicon Teens,
Supertramp,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rotary Connection,
Interpol,
Piero Umiliani,
Monolake,
Guru Guru,
The Gap Band,
In Retrospect,
Scan 7,
Minnie Riperton,
Ludus,
Fad Gadget,
New Age Steppers,
Dead Boys,
Clear Light,
The Real Kids,
LL Cool J,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.