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 Nicaragua 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 linndrum 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 Jawbox to the grunge 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 DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
X-Ray Spex,
Yazoo,
Buzzcocks,
Main Source,
Marine Girls,
Soulsonic Force,
Man Parrish,
The Cure,
The Walker Brothers,
Moby Grape,
Grandmaster Flash,
Funkadelic,
The Cowsills,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tres Demented,
The Victims,
The Standells,
T.S.O.L.,
In Retrospect,
The Barracudas,
Kerri Chandler,
The Dead C,
Pulsallama,
Neu!,
The Offenders,
The Evens,
The Index,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Skaos,
Fad Gadget,
Ronnie Foster,
Infiniti,
Grey Daturas,
The Neon Judgement,
Pet Shop Boys,
Juan Atkins,
China Crisis,
Saccharine Trust,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Barrington Levy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Yellowson,
David Axelrod,
The Young Rascals,
Sarah Menescal,
The Five Americans,
Jeff Lynne,
Tomorrow,
The Shadows of Knight,
Anthony Braxton,
Qualms,
K-Klass,
Crash Course in Science,
Drive Like Jehu,
Shuggie Otis,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scion,
KRS-One,
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