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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Lagos.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 grunge 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 Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Radiohead,
Negative Approach,
Tubeway Army,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Divine Comedy,
Wally Richardson,
Subhumans,
Lungfish,
The Sonics,
ABC,
The Seeds,
Eden Ahbez,
Brass Construction,
Be Bop Deluxe,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lou Reed,
Cluster,
Animal Collective,
Ken Boothe,
Barclay James Harvest,
Joe Finger,
Eric B and Rakim,
Q and Not U,
Derrick Morgan,
Gichy Dan,
Rotary Connection,
Moebius,
The Saints,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Joensuu 1685,
World's Most,
Royal Trux,
Minnie Riperton,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Flesh Eaters,
Anakelly,
Wings,
June Days,
Television Personalities,
Swell Maps,
Pulsallama,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Fuzztones,
Piero Umiliani,
Make Up,
Con Funk Shun,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Invisible,
D'Angelo,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The J.B.'s,
Young Marble Giants,
Simply Red,
The Barracudas,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.