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 Ivory Coast and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Michael McDonald 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 Wire to the grunge 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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
Simply Red,
Interpol,
The Cure,
The Tremeloes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sparks,
Babytalk,
Warsaw,
Radio Birdman,
Hot Snakes,
Unwound,
The Sisters of Mercy,
David McCallum,
Grey Daturas,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Henry Cow,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Livin' Joy,
Fugazi,
Agitation Free,
Lucky Dragons,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tomorrow,
Dead Boys,
Organ,
Duran Duran,
Deakin,
Dennis Brown,
X-102,
La Düsseldorf,
Harmonia,
Average White Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lakeside,
The Saints,
Brass Construction,
The Moody Blues,
Erykah Badu,
Siglo XX,
Carl Craig,
Roy Ayers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sun City Girls,
Bobbi Humphrey,
T.S.O.L.,
The Litter,
Pylon,
Supertramp,
Loose Ends,
Scratch Acid,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fat Boys,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kaleidoscope,
Lalann,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jerry's Kids,
Bang On A Can,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.