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 Croatia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 New Order to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Normal. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dark Day,
Barclay James Harvest,
Average White Band,
Rotary Connection,
Roxette,
Erasure,
Ten City,
Aswad,
Groovy Waters,
Eli Mardock,
Ponytail,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang Starr,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sonic Youth,
Dual Sessions,
Unrelated Segments,
KRS-One,
Ken Boothe,
Tim Buckley,
Organ,
Nation of Ulysses,
Eve St. Jones,
Nico,
Al Stewart,
Danielle Patucci,
Lucky Dragons,
Angry Samoans,
Ultra Naté,
Soul II Soul,
Eden Ahbez,
Easy Going,
Scrapy,
Yaz,
Juan Atkins,
Agitation Free,
Bob Dylan,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Knickerbockers,
The Smiths,
Moebius,
Althea and Donna,
Nas,
Stiv Bators,
The New Christs,
Grauzone,
Public Enemy,
The Fortunes,
The Mojo Men,
The Gun Club,
Robert Hood,
Dennis Brown,
World's Most,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Carl Craig,
Underground Resistance,
Gregory Isaacs,
Laurel Aitken,
Iggy Pop,
The Index,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.