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 Panama and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Don Cherry,
Brick,
Slick Rick,
Icehouse,
L. Decosne,
Brothers Johnson,
Underground Resistance,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ken Boothe,
Derrick May,
Dead Boys,
The Doors,
Scion,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Red Krayola,
Lyres,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cluster,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Parry Music,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Sonics,
E-Dancer,
Marmalade,
The Names,
the Soft Cell,
Alison Limerick,
Janne Schatter,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Dead C,
Hardrive,
Stiv Bators,
Pylon,
Barbara Tucker,
Marvin Gaye,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eric Copeland,
David Bowie,
Malaria!,
The Black Dice,
Lower 48,
Outsiders,
Black Moon,
a-ha,
The Happenings,
Reuben Wilson,
Wolf Eyes,
Yazoo,
In Retrospect,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Delta 5,
Lalann,
New Order,
Unrelated Segments,
Skriet,
The Vogues,
Babytalk,
Roxy Music,
Girls At Our Best!,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.