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 El Salvador and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Sad Lovers and Giants 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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Sight & Sound,
Minutemen,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
OOIOO,
The Cure,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tres Demented,
Babytalk,
Max Romeo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ice-T,
Aswad,
Ludus,
Dennis Brown,
Hot Snakes,
The Red Krayola,
Sarah Menescal,
Magma,
Marmalade,
Matthew Bourne,
PIL,
The Buckinghams,
Rotary Connection,
Main Source,
Rufus Thomas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Thompson Twins,
Schoolly D,
Banda Bassotti,
Mad Mike,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Swans,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Leaves,
Derrick May,
Circle Jerks,
Matthew Halsall,
Hashim,
The Motions,
Vainqueur,
Nils Olav,
Supertramp,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Names,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kenny Larkin,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Flash Fearless,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Robert Hood,
Colin Newman,
Negative Approach,
Crooked Eye,
Camberwell Now,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.