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 Sweden and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 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 Oblivians to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
Jesper Dahlback,
Arab on Radar,
Excepter,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ponytail,
The Fire Engines,
Erykah Badu,
Avey Tare,
Unrelated Segments,
The Buckinghams,
Simply Red,
Joensuu 1685,
Peter and Kerry,
Alton Ellis,
One Last Wish,
Pole,
Vainqueur,
Tropical Tobacco,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eric B and Rakim,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Surgeon,
Byron Stingily,
The Busters,
Trumans Water,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mantronix,
Man Eating Sloth,
June of 44,
Grandmaster Flash,
Severed Heads,
Albert Ayler,
Slave,
Inner City,
Barbara Tucker,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scratch Acid,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Siglo XX,
Mr. Review,
Jacob Miller,
Mo-Dettes,
The Gap Band,
Second Layer,
Ludus,
Kas Product,
Lindisfarne,
The Evens,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Niagra,
Stockholm Monsters,
Joe Smooth,
Swell Maps,
Delon & Dalcan,
Terry Callier,
The Misunderstood,
Shuggie Otis,
Anakelly,
Desert Stars,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Soul II Soul,
Cymande,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.