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 Sweden and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bremen.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Youth Brigade to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
The Alarm Clocks,
Aural Exciters,
Nils Olav,
The Monochrome Set,
Echospace,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Reagan Youth,
Skarface,
cv313,
Black Moon,
FM Einheit,
Camouflage,
Franke,
MDC,
Ronnie Foster,
Clear Light,
Kerri Chandler,
Quadrant,
Whodini,
Nas,
Popol Vuh,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pierre Henry,
Inner City,
Josef K,
Jacob Miller,
Black Sheep,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Gap Band,
Sam Rivers,
DNA,
Intrusion,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Blancmange,
The Standells,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sonic Youth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
John Holt,
The Durutti Column,
The Blackbyrds,
R.M.O.,
Public Image Ltd.,
Howard Jones,
The Saints,
Groovy Waters,
Curtis Mayfield,
Outsiders,
The Cure,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Trumans Water,
AZ,
Excepter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott Heron,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Symarip,
the Sonics,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.