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 Afghanistan 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 Tehran and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Michelle Simonal to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sexual Harrassment record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
Bad Manners,
The Trojans,
DJ Sneak,
Iggy Pop,
The Searchers,
L. Decosne,
Man Parrish,
Ultravox,
Pantytec,
Charles Mingus,
the Human League,
Traffic Nightmare,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ten City,
Patti Smith,
Warsaw,
The Cramps,
Soulsonic Force,
Pantaleimon,
MC5,
Matthew Bourne,
Arcadia,
The Move,
The Zeros,
Dual Sessions,
The Black Dice,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Minny Pops,
The Fire Engines,
Second Layer,
Q and Not U,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
kango's stein massive,
John Cale,
Hashim,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Harpers Bizarre,
Radiohead,
Roger Hodgson,
Derrick Morgan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Dirtbombs,
Outsiders,
The Shadows of Knight,
Cheater Slicks,
The Gladiators,
DNA,
The Beau Brummels,
Wally Richardson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Spoonie Gee,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Blossom Toes,
Section 25,
T.S.O.L.,
Subhumans,
Organ,
Cameo,
Piero Umiliani,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.