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 Venezuela and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ultimate Spinach to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Janne Schatter,
Jandek,
Neil Young,
Black Flag,
June Days,
World's Most,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Susan Cadogan,
The Doobie Brothers,
Harry Pussy,
Pussy Galore,
B.T. Express,
Tom Boy,
X-101,
Carl Craig,
Pere Ubu,
Albert Ayler,
Fad Gadget,
Hashim,
Ituana,
Roxy Music,
Jeff Mills,
Scan 7,
cv313,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Cramps,
Eurythmics,
Delta 5,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Radiopuhelimet,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Chrome,
David Bowie,
Don Cherry,
Flamin' Groovies,
Saccharine Trust,
Skaos,
Fela Kuti,
Loose Ends,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Blake Baxter,
Basic Channel,
the Germs,
Byron Stingily,
The United States of America,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Oblivians,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Andrew Hill,
Sparks,
Pulsallama,
Pierre Henry,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
OOIOO,
the Association,
The Sound,
Severed Heads,
Harmonia,
Swans,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.