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 Congo and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Winnipeg.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the theremin 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 Banda Bassotti to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Rakim,
Girls At Our Best!,
L. Decosne,
Oneida,
Eddi Front,
Cal Tjader,
Vainqueur,
B.T. Express,
Fad Gadget,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soft Machine,
Television,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ralphi Rosario,
UT,
Barry Ungar,
The Moody Blues,
The Happenings,
Mission of Burma,
Byron Stingily,
Danielle Patucci,
The Stooges,
Neu!,
Icehouse,
The Five Americans,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
New Order,
EPMD,
Maleditus Sound,
Mad Mike,
Grandmaster Flash,
Agent Orange,
Khruangbin,
Schoolly D,
Reagan Youth,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Minor Threat,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Johnny Clarke,
Black Sheep,
Matthew Halsall,
Harmonia,
Unwound,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bronski Beat,
Visage,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The American Breed,
The Dirtbombs,
World's Most,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Wally Richardson,
Qualms,
Massinfluence,
Swans,
Mars,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.