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 Uruguay and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sixth Finger to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Electric Prunes,
Metal Thangz,
Todd Terry,
Throbbing Gristle,
Radio Birdman,
Suburban Knight,
Cybotron,
Anakelly,
Ralphi Rosario,
Infiniti,
The Star Department,
The Residents,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Franke,
Angry Samoans,
The United States of America,
The Techniques,
One Last Wish,
Ornette Coleman,
Loose Ends,
Tropical Tobacco,
James White and The Blacks,
Quadrant,
Davy DMX,
The Sonics,
Theoretical Girls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gories,
Warren Ellis,
Marc Almond,
Leonard Cohen,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Michelle Simonal,
Joyce Sims,
Sun City Girls,
Bobby Sherman,
Ice-T,
Warsaw,
The Divine Comedy,
The Durutti Column,
David Axelrod,
Goldenarms,
Tom Boy,
The Doobie Brothers,
Quando Quango,
These Immortal Souls,
Brick,
Joensuu 1685,
The Trojans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pantaleimon,
Kurtis Blow,
Hoover,
Flash Fearless,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fugazi,
Deepchord,
Jandek,
Eden Ahbez,
Joe Smooth,
The Remains,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.