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 Lebanon and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Lou Reed 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 Normal to the rap 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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Chris & Cosey,
The United States of America,
Roxy Music,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Black Bananas,
The Electric Prunes,
Terry Callier,
Ultra Naté,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Marvin Gaye,
The Mummies,
Jerry's Kids,
FM Einheit,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Joensuu 1685,
Blossom Toes,
Electric Prunes,
Harry Pussy,
One Last Wish,
Heaven 17,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eric B and Rakim,
Althea and Donna,
Alison Limerick,
Yusef Lateef,
Angry Samoans,
Brass Construction,
Monolake,
Ronan,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Germs,
Visage,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Youth Brigade,
KRS-One,
The Fortunes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bobby Sherman,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Barbara Tucker,
Jawbox,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Spoonie Gee,
Supertramp,
Yellowson,
Marine Girls,
Clear Light,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Newcleus,
Derrick May,
These Immortal Souls,
Gong,
ABBA,
The Gap Band,
Main Source,
Nirvana,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Juan Atkins,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.