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 Taiwan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer 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 Deepchord to the jazz 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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Kayak,
Fela Kuti,
Nils Olav,
June Days,
The Seeds,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Barclay James Harvest,
Delon & Dalcan,
Erasure,
PIL,
Reuben Wilson,
Darondo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Max Romeo,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Zeros,
Sparks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Guru Guru,
Chris & Cosey,
Carl Craig,
The Mummies,
Young Marble Giants,
Mandrill,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dave Gahan,
Bronski Beat,
Matthew Halsall,
Fad Gadget,
Thee Headcoats,
The Tremeloes,
Joey Negro,
Rod Modell,
Robert Hood,
cv313,
Anthony Braxton,
Rakim,
T. Rex,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barry Ungar,
The Names,
Scratch Acid,
Warsaw,
David Axelrod,
Bill Near,
Barrington Levy,
Stetsasonic,
New Order,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Amazonics,
Roger Hodgson,
Marc Almond,
Tubeway Army,
The Stooges,
Byron Stingily,
T.S.O.L.,
Fugazi,
The Wake,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.