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 Tuvalu and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 cv313 to the funk 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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Sherman,
Ituana,
Marine Girls,
the Germs,
Bad Manners,
Kenny Larkin,
Peter and Kerry,
Funky Four + One,
Gang Gang Dance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Intrusion,
Judy Mowatt,
Fear,
Anthony Braxton,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dawn Penn,
Swans,
Drexciya,
the Soft Cell,
Theoretical Girls,
Urselle,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sugar Minott,
Erykah Badu,
The Standells,
LL Cool J,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mars,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Outsiders,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
E-Dancer,
Dave Gahan,
Don Cherry,
Hardrive,
Reagan Youth,
Jeff Mills,
One Last Wish,
Joy Division,
Isaac Hayes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Stereo Dub,
Average White Band,
Lalann,
Skriet,
Television Personalities,
Rotary Connection,
Alison Limerick,
Technova,
FM Einheit,
Henry Cow,
The Vogues,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dual Sessions,
Cameo,
X-101,
Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day.
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.