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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Halifax.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Marmalade to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Starr 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 Remains,
Pulsallama,
Tears for Fears,
Alison Limerick,
Josef K,
Idris Muhammad,
Scan 7,
Yazoo,
Arab on Radar,
The Index,
Deepchord,
Dave Gahan,
Radio Birdman,
Gil Scott Heron,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Reuben Wilson,
Gang Starr,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Excepter,
Subhumans,
Negative Approach,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dennis Brown,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Radiopuhelimet,
Harmonia,
Kerri Chandler,
James White and The Blacks,
Deadbeat,
Kas Product,
The Knickerbockers,
Althea and Donna,
The Associates,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Marine Girls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
John Foxx,
Technova,
Iggy Pop,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dual Sessions,
Sam Rivers,
Sixth Finger,
Rites of Spring,
D'Angelo,
Fugazi,
Bobby Sherman,
Ultra Naté,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Glenn Branca,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Standells,
Boredoms,
Altered Images,
Accadde A,
Brand Nubian,
the Bar-Kays,
John Holt,
Franke,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.