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 Ecuador and from Lagos.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Fortunes to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
Man Parrish,
Jeff Mills,
Joey Negro,
Ralphi Rosario,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Echospace,
Boz Scaggs,
Trumans Water,
Liliput,
Basic Channel,
Soul II Soul,
The Angels of Light,
Cybotron,
Ronnie Foster,
Eric Copeland,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dennis Brown,
Magma,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Glambeats Corp.,
Avey Tare,
Patti Smith,
Hasil Adkins,
Ossler,
Stiv Bators,
Agent Orange,
Scott Walker,
New York Dolls,
Sixth Finger,
Bauhaus,
Cymande,
Marvin Gaye,
Audionom,
Graham Central Station,
The Birthday Party,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Arab on Radar,
The Busters,
The Fall,
The Kinks,
Matthew Halsall,
The Beau Brummels,
The Music Machine,
Khruangbin,
KRS-One,
Dark Day,
Hoover,
Reuben Wilson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Toni Rubio,
Pulsallama,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Intrusion,
The Move,
Magazine,
In Retrospect,
Visage,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.