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 Madagascar and from Mexico City.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 spring reverb 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 Hashim to the funk 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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Magazine,
Trumans Water,
Lou Christie,
Siglo XX,
Basic Channel,
Fear,
Anthony Braxton,
Rites of Spring,
Cymande,
LL Cool J,
Moss Icon,
Flash Fearless,
The Busters,
The Slits,
Lightning Bolt,
Lungfish,
Grey Daturas,
Hardrive,
Essential Logic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Angry Samoans,
Whodini,
Stiv Bators,
Silicon Teens,
Howard Jones,
Mandrill,
The Wake,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Electric Prunes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Television,
The Associates,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Motorama,
Bauhaus,
Morten Harket,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Godley & Creme,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Joe Finger,
X-Ray Spex,
Boredoms,
Television Personalities,
Arab on Radar,
This Heat,
Charles Mingus,
Inner City,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Detroit Cobras,
Frankie Knuckles,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Martian,
Delta 5,
Urselle,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Happenings,
Barrington Levy,
Man Parrish,
Eden Ahbez,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.