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 Belarus and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Sneak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Techniques,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Piero Umiliani,
Kayak,
The Moleskins,
Sixth Finger,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ossler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stetsasonic,
Roxette,
Ultimate Spinach,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Camouflage,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lou Christie,
The Grass Roots,
The Detroit Cobras,
AZ,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Fortunes,
Delta 5,
Excepter,
the Bar-Kays,
Agitation Free,
The Martian,
Harmonia,
The Flesh Eaters,
K-Klass,
Visage,
Rod Modell,
cv313,
Graham Central Station,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Infiniti,
Rakim,
Hashim,
Joensuu 1685,
Second Layer,
Brass Construction,
The Residents,
Grandmaster Flash,
Wolf Eyes,
World's Most,
Subhumans,
Nas,
Black Bananas,
Suburban Knight,
The Victims,
Gastr Del Sol,
F. McDonald,
Anakelly,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Basic Channel,
Altered Images,
John Coltrane,
Scrapy,
Quadrant,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.