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 Palau and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe 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 Deadbeat to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
The Buckinghams,
Davy DMX,
Alton Ellis,
Nick Fraelich,
Sister Nancy,
Stereo Dub,
Bill Wells,
Audionom,
Rites of Spring,
Adolescents,
Bush Tetras,
Kerri Chandler,
Erykah Badu,
Jeff Lynne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Flash Fearless,
Danielle Patucci,
John Foxx,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
DJ Style,
Rufus Thomas,
Kas Product,
Excepter,
Gang of Four,
Henry Cow,
Underground Resistance,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Los Fastidios,
The Monks,
Frankie Knuckles,
Severed Heads,
Amazonics,
Yaz,
Public Enemy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Accadde A,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The United States of America,
Das Ding,
Delta 5,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bluetip,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Fortunes,
R.M.O.,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mark Hollis,
Khruangbin,
LL Cool J,
Inner City,
Urselle,
Cameo,
Quando Quango,
Little Man,
Pantaleimon,
Sparks,
Sun City Girls,
The Litter,
Letta Mbulu,
Barry Ungar,
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.