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 El Salvador and from Lagos.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the oboe 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 Pharoah Sanders to the disco 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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Davy DMX,
Public Image Ltd.,
10cc,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Camouflage,
Inner City,
Sarah Menescal,
The Evens,
Blossom Toes,
ABBA,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Clear Light,
Rapeman,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dennis Brown,
Guru Guru,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
John Coltrane,
Flash Fearless,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Doors,
Newcleus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Groovy Waters,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Average White Band,
Todd Terry,
Swell Maps,
Crime,
Iggy Pop,
The American Breed,
Section 25,
Kas Product,
Dawn Penn,
Eric Dolphy,
KRS-One,
Hardrive,
Gang Green,
Sonic Youth,
The Selecter,
Archie Shepp,
Pantaleimon,
This Heat,
Tubeway Army,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Soul Sonic Force,
David Axelrod,
Kurtis Blow,
Bill Near,
The Flesh Eaters,
Barry Ungar,
E-Dancer,
Loose Ends,
Subhumans,
F. McDonald,
The Kinks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish.
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.