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 Armenia and from Accra.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog to the dance 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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Essential Logic,
The Saints,
Niagra,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Popol Vuh,
a-ha,
Crash Course in Science,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The New Christs,
Fela Kuti,
Pussy Galore,
Sonic Youth,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lou Christie,
Sister Nancy,
Flash Fearless,
B.T. Express,
Gang Green,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
JFA,
Con Funk Shun,
Sun City Girls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Magazine,
China Crisis,
Suburban Knight,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Cure,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eden Ahbez,
Ponytail,
Barrington Levy,
Stereo Dub,
Throbbing Gristle,
Stiv Bators,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Howard Jones,
Derrick May,
Television Personalities,
Morten Harket,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sugar Minott,
T.S.O.L.,
Surgeon,
Nas,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Dirtbombs,
La Düsseldorf,
Davy DMX,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Velvet Underground,
Procol Harum,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dawn Penn,
Jeff Mills,
Minor Threat,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Misunderstood,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.