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 Solomon Islands and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 sitar 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Star Department. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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 Slits,
Circle Jerks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bobby Womack,
Roxette,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Joensuu 1685,
Skarface,
Ituana,
E-Dancer,
The Invisible,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The United States of America,
Moss Icon,
The Slackers,
The Happenings,
London Community Gospel Choir,
John Holt,
Glenn Branca,
Nik Kershaw,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rotary Connection,
Barry Ungar,
Fela Kuti,
Quando Quango,
PIL,
Henry Cow,
Franke,
The Moody Blues,
The J.B.'s,
The Star Department,
James White and The Blacks,
The Leaves,
Eden Ahbez,
AZ,
Dual Sessions,
The Vogues,
Mission of Burma,
ABC,
Wasted Youth,
Idris Muhammad,
Ossler,
the Association,
Yazoo,
Chris & Cosey,
The Gladiators,
Bluetip,
Jeru the Damaja,
Faraquet,
A Flock of Seagulls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Flipper,
D'Angelo,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Fuzztones,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Eric Dolphy,
Pere Ubu,
Arthur Verocai,
Pylon,
the Normal,
Lucky Dragons,
Ponytail,
L. Decosne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.