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 Egypt and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Hardrive to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Clear Light,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Crispian St. Peters,
A Certain Ratio,
Charles Mingus,
Bush Tetras,
The Dead C,
DNA,
Godley & Creme,
Fela Kuti,
World's Most,
The Doors,
Intrusion,
The Selecter,
Flipper,
Bill Near,
Joensuu 1685,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kenny Larkin,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jacques Brel,
Unrelated Segments,
The Tremeloes,
Excepter,
Gichy Dan,
The Martian,
Nik Kershaw,
Pole,
Black Sheep,
Scan 7,
Howard Jones,
Patti Smith,
Dead Boys,
Magma,
Malaria!,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Donny Hathaway,
Sam Rivers,
Roxy Music,
Tommy Roe,
Faraquet,
Tom Boy,
Radiohead,
Sun Ra,
Spoonie Gee,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Music Machine,
Ten City,
Swans,
Young Marble Giants,
Skaos,
Buzzcocks,
Lucky Dragons,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobby Byrd,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.