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 Spain and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Niagra to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
The Kinks,
Jimmy McGriff,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ossler,
Wolf Eyes,
Basic Channel,
Boz Scaggs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Funky Four + One,
The Zeros,
Ten City,
David Bowie,
Half Japanese,
Fugazi,
June of 44,
Bauhaus,
Camouflage,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Arthur Verocai,
Boogie Down Productions,
X-101,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Minutemen,
Organ,
LL Cool J,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Modern Lovers,
Electric Prunes,
The Stooges,
Brick,
Cluster,
Severed Heads,
Parry Music,
Hot Snakes,
Morten Harket,
Accadde A,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pharoah Sanders,
Shoche,
The Birthday Party,
Dead Boys,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
New York Dolls,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Blackbyrds,
Bronski Beat,
Marc Almond,
Throbbing Gristle,
Black Moon,
Juan Atkins,
B.T. Express,
the Sonics,
The Monochrome Set,
Scan 7,
Derrick Morgan,
Yusef Lateef,
Rakim,
Warsaw,
Mission of Burma,
The Gap Band,
T.S.O.L.,
The Cure,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.