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 Kazakhstan and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Surgeon to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Roxy Music,
Faust,
R.M.O.,
June Days,
Accadde A,
The Fuzztones,
The Pretty Things,
Tomorrow,
Joe Finger,
Pere Ubu,
Johnny Clarke,
Spandau Ballet,
Derrick May,
EPMD,
The Tremeloes,
Suburban Knight,
Jeff Lynne,
John Cale,
The Slackers,
Kurtis Blow,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lakeside,
The Golliwogs,
Davy DMX,
Archie Shepp,
Crash Course in Science,
Sun Ra,
Motorama,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Raincoats,
Zapp,
X-102,
Ponytail,
Wolf Eyes,
Junior Murvin,
This Heat,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
James White and The Blacks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Blossom Toes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Deadbeat,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lee Hazlewood,
Graham Central Station,
Excepter,
Moss Icon,
Drexciya,
The Black Dice,
JFA,
Peter and Kerry,
Johnny Osbourne,
Yaz,
Gregory Isaacs,
Electric Prunes,
Eve St. Jones,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Busters,
Byron Stingily,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.