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 South Sudan and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 spring reverb 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 Public Image Ltd. to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
The Skatalites,
DJ Sneak,
Jawbox,
Babytalk,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dawn Penn,
Jesper Dahlback,
Brick,
Drexciya,
PIL,
H. Thieme,
Joensuu 1685,
June of 44,
Angry Samoans,
Dark Day,
Soul II Soul,
Mars,
Joe Smooth,
Colin Newman,
Connie Case,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Banda Bassotti,
AZ,
Fluxion,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Pop Group,
Mad Mike,
The Monochrome Set,
The Grass Roots,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Trumans Water,
Eve St. Jones,
Johnny Clarke,
Flamin' Groovies,
Quadrant,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Monks,
Byron Stingily,
Swell Maps,
the Germs,
Eric Copeland,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Aswad,
The Seeds,
Gabor Szabo,
Johnny Osbourne,
Index,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Blues Magoos,
Blancmange,
Dennis Brown,
Alphaville,
Cameo,
Traffic Nightmare,
Piero Umiliani,
The Saints,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bauhaus,
The Flesh Eaters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.