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 Somalia and from Toronto.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 rhodes 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 Cecil Taylor to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
The Blackbyrds,
James White and The Blacks,
Cheater Slicks,
Jerry's Kids,
The Five Americans,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Johnny Clarke,
Fad Gadget,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Minor Threat,
a-ha,
The United States of America,
Amon Düül II,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Electric Prunes,
The Cure,
The Invisible,
Tropical Tobacco,
Scientists,
Connie Case,
The Gap Band,
Rotary Connection,
The Fortunes,
Suburban Knight,
Alison Limerick,
The Zeros,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jandek,
Kevin Saunderson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bizarre Inc.,
Minutemen,
Kaleidoscope,
John Lydon,
Todd Rundgren,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wally Richardson,
Youth Brigade,
A Certain Ratio,
Andrew Hill,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Juan Atkins,
Echospace,
The Fall,
Erasure,
The Gun Club,
Yaz,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Groovy Waters,
These Immortal Souls,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lindisfarne,
Pussy Galore,
Swans,
Magazine,
The Techniques,
Country Teasers,
The Blues Magoos,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.