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 Venezuela 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Severed Heads to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Model 500,
Davy DMX,
Rapeman,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Zero Boys,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marcia Griffiths,
Quadrant,
Minnie Riperton,
Joe Smooth,
Yusef Lateef,
Infiniti,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Swans,
Barclay James Harvest,
Minor Threat,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Spoonie Gee,
Severed Heads,
Dead Boys,
Funkadelic,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gang Gang Dance,
Roxy Music,
Suicide,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Joyce Sims,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eric Dolphy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Brass Construction,
a-ha,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
MC5,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jawbox,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Knickerbockers,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Count Five,
Radiopuhelimet,
Con Funk Shun,
Hot Snakes,
Kenny Larkin,
Lalo Schifrin,
The J.B.'s,
Erasure,
Qualms,
Joensuu 1685,
Frankie Knuckles,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Delon & Dalcan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bad Manners,
Terry Callier,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.