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 San Marino and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Kaleidoscope,
New Order,
Unwound,
Dennis Brown,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Soft Machine,
Country Teasers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ituana,
Robert Hood,
Marmalade,
Liliput,
The Zeros,
Ten City,
Lakeside,
Glenn Branca,
Khruangbin,
Whodini,
Qualms,
Delta 5,
Howard Jones,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
a-ha,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Stereo Dub,
Intrusion,
James White and The Blacks,
Desert Stars,
Grey Daturas,
Drive Like Jehu,
Simply Red,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Faraquet,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Brand Nubian,
Arthur Verocai,
Tubeway Army,
Aaron Thompson,
Agitation Free,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Index,
Godley & Creme,
Masters at Work,
T. Rex,
The Motions,
Maleditus Sound,
Altered Images,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Niagra,
Warren Ellis,
Soul II Soul,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Divine Comedy,
Agent Orange,
Mr. Review,
Tommy Roe,
UT,
Man Parrish,
Derrick May,
The Cowsills,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.