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 Uruguay and from Columbus.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the grime 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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Seeds,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Quantec,
The Star Department,
Jandek,
Minny Pops,
Thee Headcoats,
Bronski Beat,
Ossler,
Rhythm & Sound,
Zero Boys,
Camberwell Now,
Glambeats Corp.,
Robert Wyatt,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ten City,
Swell Maps,
Marvin Gaye,
Carl Craig,
Letta Mbulu,
Gang Gang Dance,
Leonard Cohen,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Terrestrial Tones,
Buzzcocks,
Wings,
Don Cherry,
Lou Christie,
The Count Five,
H. Thieme,
Gang Starr,
Scott Walker,
The Victims,
Reagan Youth,
Model 500,
Blake Baxter,
Sixth Finger,
Minutemen,
Ohio Players,
Unwound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nico,
Lou Reed,
Neu!,
The Walker Brothers,
the Germs,
Amon Düül,
B.T. Express,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Grass Roots,
Adolescents,
Godley & Creme,
Jeff Mills,
Ronan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Swans,
Yellowson,
Eddi Front,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.