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 Sierra Leone and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Essential Logic to the disco 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Procol Harum,
Bauhaus,
Aswad,
Kurtis Blow,
Ohio Players,
Derrick Morgan,
Nick Fraelich,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Janne Schatter,
Spandau Ballet,
The Toasters,
Pulsallama,
Panda Bear,
Thee Headcoats,
Bootsy Collins,
Nirvana,
Newcleus,
The Fall,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Erykah Badu,
Bizarre Inc.,
Hardrive,
Blake Baxter,
Fugazi,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Little Man,
CMW,
Rosa Yemen,
Roy Ayers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Delta 5,
T.S.O.L.,
Don Cherry,
La Düsseldorf,
the Fania All-Stars,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Basic Channel,
Second Layer,
Organ,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Robert Wyatt,
The Evens,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Skarface,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Joyce Sims,
Hasil Adkins,
Barbara Tucker,
Freddie Wadling,
Grauzone,
Shuggie Otis,
The Cramps,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Massinfluence,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cecil Taylor,
Suicide,
Faraquet,
Aloha Tigers,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.