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 Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Black Pus to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Leaves,
Radiohead,
Negative Approach,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Gories,
Lightning Bolt,
Colin Newman,
Alton Ellis,
The Associates,
Sällskapet,
Excepter,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scott Walker,
Bootsy Collins,
David Bowie,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tubeway Army,
Nick Fraelich,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jerry's Kids,
Accadde A,
Niagra,
Curtis Mayfield,
Yusef Lateef,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scrapy,
The Smoke,
Gang of Four,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ten City,
Angry Samoans,
Unwound,
Depeche Mode,
Intrusion,
The Last Poets,
Sun Ra,
Junior Murvin,
EPMD,
Jesper Dahlback,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Invisible,
Dead Boys,
Chrome,
Jacob Miller,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Yaz,
The Martian,
Main Source,
Cal Tjader,
Grauzone,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mission of Burma,
The Human League,
Steve Hackett,
The Slackers,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.