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 New Zealand and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Michael McDonald 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 Jeru the Damaja to the techno 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
The Stooges,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Robert Hood,
Schoolly D,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lakeside,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Swans,
F. McDonald,
Jesper Dahlback,
OOIOO,
Angry Samoans,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Mighty Diamonds,
John Holt,
Tubeway Army,
Gichy Dan,
Model 500,
Black Bananas,
Gerry Rafferty,
Massinfluence,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pantaleimon,
Barbara Tucker,
Aswad,
the Germs,
Sonic Youth,
Danielle Patucci,
Youth Brigade,
Nirvana,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
FM Einheit,
Neu!,
Janne Schatter,
Das Ding,
JFA,
Negative Approach,
Soft Machine,
Organ,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Walker Brothers,
T. Rex,
Joe Finger,
The Mojo Men,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ponytail,
Eric Dolphy,
the Slits,
The Techniques,
Sparks,
Malaria!,
The Remains,
Jacob Miller,
The Knickerbockers,
Procol Harum,
Joensuu 1685,
Kerrie Biddell,
EPMD,
Tommy Roe,
Warren Ellis,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.