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 Slovakia 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 guitar 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 Sonny Sharrock to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
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,
Marcia Griffiths,
Monks,
Scrapy,
Skarface,
Davy DMX,
Boz Scaggs,
Banda Bassotti,
Matthew Halsall,
The Misunderstood,
Jawbox,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dave Gahan,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kayak,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Echospace,
T.S.O.L.,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jimmy McGriff,
Con Funk Shun,
Flash Fearless,
Althea and Donna,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ken Boothe,
Bang On A Can,
The Litter,
PIL,
Anthony Braxton,
Public Image Ltd.,
Connie Case,
The New Christs,
Faust,
Swell Maps,
Tubeway Army,
Bronski Beat,
Duran Duran,
Patti Smith,
Malaria!,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rakim,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Janne Schatter,
Guru Guru,
Barrington Levy,
Nirvana,
Little Man,
June Days,
Organ,
Y Pants,
X-Ray Spex,
Lindisfarne,
Colin Newman,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Joy Division,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Young Marble Giants,
Barbara Tucker,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.