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 Guinea-Bissau and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Shuggie Otis to the grime 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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon 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?
Flamin' Groovies,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lalann,
The Remains,
Pole,
Graham Central Station,
Bobby Sherman,
The Offenders,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Animal Collective,
Mission of Burma,
Zapp,
Soulsonic Force,
The Fire Engines,
Terrestrial Tones,
Wasted Youth,
Bill Near,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gang Gang Dance,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Junior Murvin,
Royal Trux,
Kurtis Blow,
Yusef Lateef,
The Mojo Men,
L. Decosne,
Fatback Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rhythm & Sound,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Smoke,
Soft Cell,
Porter Ricks,
Index,
Janne Schatter,
The Pop Group,
David Axelrod,
The Move,
Don Cherry,
Toni Rubio,
Sun City Girls,
The Dead C,
Amon Düül,
Maleditus Sound,
Glenn Branca,
Niagra,
Blake Baxter,
Connie Case,
The Trojans,
The Searchers,
Lyres,
Tom Boy,
Das Ding,
Isaac Hayes,
Sarah Menescal,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Swans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Doors,
Matthew Bourne,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.