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 Bhutan and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Minny Pops to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T. Rex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Jeff Lynne,
Liliput,
Hasil Adkins,
Frankie Knuckles,
Mandrill,
Eric Copeland,
The Stooges,
The Victims,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
X-Ray Spex,
Brothers Johnson,
Heaven 17,
U.S. Maple,
Sound Behaviour,
Deepchord,
Qualms,
Cameo,
The Moleskins,
Gang Green,
Crash Course in Science,
Dark Day,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aloha Tigers,
Sun Ra,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Association,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Quando Quango,
John Lydon,
Newcleus,
X-101,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Monks,
Neil Young,
The Slackers,
the Soft Cell,
The Raincoats,
Underground Resistance,
Althea and Donna,
The Cramps,
Metal Thangz,
Mission of Burma,
Pole,
Pharoah Sanders,
Alice Coltrane,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The New Christs,
Banda Bassotti,
Roxy Music,
Johnny Clarke,
Massinfluence,
Black Moon,
The Smiths,
Sarah Menescal,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Pop Group,
The Techniques,
D'Angelo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.