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 South Africa and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Holger Czukay 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 Avey Tare to the jazz 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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Robert Wyatt,
Cheater Slicks,
Ultra Naté,
Lou Reed,
Hasil Adkins,
The Shadows of Knight,
Spandau Ballet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eli Mardock,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Section 25,
Mary Jane Girls,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eurythmics,
Black Moon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
John Holt,
Bobby Womack,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gang Green,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Au Pairs,
Bauhaus,
Second Layer,
The Dirtbombs,
Harry Pussy,
Soulsonic Force,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Man Eating Sloth,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Neon Judgement,
Massinfluence,
Colin Newman,
The Walker Brothers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Happenings,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Tremeloes,
Jeff Mills,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Blancmange,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kerri Chandler,
Sam Rivers,
Black Flag,
Idris Muhammad,
Nick Fraelich,
Lou Christie,
Ice-T,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Isaac Hayes,
Rites of Spring,
New Age Steppers,
Jeff Lynne,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Slits,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.