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 Malta and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 chamberlin 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo 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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
The Young Rascals,
Gang of Four,
Bob Dylan,
The Music Machine,
cv313,
Silicon Teens,
Danielle Patucci,
John Lydon,
CMW,
X-102,
Icehouse,
Iggy Pop,
The Neon Judgement,
Kayak,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Radio Birdman,
The Fortunes,
Jacques Brel,
Maurizio,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Zero Boys,
Guru Guru,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mandrill,
The Golliwogs,
U.S. Maple,
Ultravox,
Deakin,
Arthur Verocai,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Dirtbombs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Popol Vuh,
Ituana,
Scott Walker,
Alphaville,
Shuggie Otis,
Schoolly D,
Peter and Kerry,
Masters at Work,
Janne Schatter,
The Martian,
The Moleskins,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Technova,
Eve St. Jones,
Shoche,
Desert Stars,
The Mojo Men,
Niagra,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Wake,
Drexciya,
Mission of Burma,
KRS-One,
Monks,
Bobby Byrd,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.