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 Oman and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the electroclash 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 Sound. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Standells,
Ponytail,
Crash Course in Science,
The Divine Comedy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Names,
A Certain Ratio,
Tommy Roe,
Robert Wyatt,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Nick Fraelich,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eden Ahbez,
Vladislav Delay,
Ituana,
Bush Tetras,
Glenn Branca,
The Wake,
Crispy Ambulance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soul II Soul,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sandy B,
Fear,
Neu!,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Roy Ayers,
Donald Byrd,
Lightning Bolt,
the Association,
Tim Buckley,
Boz Scaggs,
New Age Steppers,
Los Fastidios,
Stetsasonic,
Dave Gahan,
Drexciya,
the Slits,
Arab on Radar,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
ABBA,
Cybotron,
Audionom,
Fela Kuti,
Glambeats Corp.,
Loose Ends,
Brass Construction,
Popol Vuh,
Delon & Dalcan,
F. McDonald,
Public Enemy,
The Moleskins,
Porter Ricks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joe Finger,
Cluster,
Depeche Mode,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.