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 New Zealand and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Piero Umiliani to the grime 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Chrome,
Duran Duran,
Grandmaster Flash,
Arcadia,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Cramps,
Soul II Soul,
In Retrospect,
Organ,
Half Japanese,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Monks,
DJ Style,
Donny Hathaway,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Glambeats Corp.,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mad Mike,
Neu!,
Black Sheep,
Masters at Work,
Wally Richardson,
The Young Rascals,
the Germs,
Crime,
New Age Steppers,
The Associates,
Los Fastidios,
The Vogues,
Camberwell Now,
Moebius,
Piero Umiliani,
Rekid,
Liliput,
The Golliwogs,
The Divine Comedy,
Marine Girls,
Dual Sessions,
Gil Scott Heron,
T.S.O.L.,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Josef K,
Bob Dylan,
Anakelly,
Funkadelic,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Saints,
Joy Division,
Whodini,
Sister Nancy,
EPMD,
Swans,
Khruangbin,
Kurtis Blow,
Brick,
Byron Stingily,
These Immortal Souls,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.