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 Iraq and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 marimba 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
Inner City,
Thompson Twins,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sound Behaviour,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bill Wells,
Joyce Sims,
Swell Maps,
Sixth Finger,
Urselle,
Radiohead,
Ituana,
Q65,
Mission of Burma,
The Offenders,
Absolute Body Control,
The Fire Engines,
The Red Krayola,
the Sonics,
B.T. Express,
Vladislav Delay,
The Birthday Party,
K-Klass,
Scratch Acid,
Bluetip,
Motorama,
Minny Pops,
Adolescents,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Neil Young,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pylon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Sheep,
Aswad,
The Durutti Column,
Chris & Cosey,
Harry Pussy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
R.M.O.,
The Divine Comedy,
Juan Atkins,
The Fuzztones,
Banda Bassotti,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pet Shop Boys,
Excepter,
Scan 7,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Josef K,
The Mojo Men,
Gregory Isaacs,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Isaac Hayes,
Lightning Bolt,
Nas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jawbox,
Television,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.