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 Australia and from Beijing.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Techniques to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and a 808 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 snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Beau Brummels,
Underground Resistance,
Lightning Bolt,
Cecil Taylor,
The Fire Engines,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Easy Going,
Pere Ubu,
The Motions,
Laurel Aitken,
Quantec,
Rakim,
Max Romeo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Adolescents,
Echospace,
Parry Music,
Clear Light,
Reuben Wilson,
Janne Schatter,
Second Layer,
One Last Wish,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Au Pairs,
Minny Pops,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ituana,
Brass Construction,
Moss Icon,
Marmalade,
Frankie Knuckles,
In Retrospect,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Don Cherry,
Althea and Donna,
The Fortunes,
The Evens,
Jeff Lynne,
Amon Düül II,
Angry Samoans,
June Days,
Bad Manners,
Sandy B,
The Fugs,
Pantytec,
Jerry's Kids,
Eden Ahbez,
Cheater Slicks,
Roy Ayers,
LL Cool J,
Tim Buckley,
Robert Wyatt,
Bluetip,
Quadrant,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Morten Harket,
Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia.
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.