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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Hoover to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Sex Pistols tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Lou Christie,
Marcia Griffiths,
Unwound,
Roger Hodgson,
The Doors,
The Fortunes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Index,
Derrick Morgan,
PIL,
John Holt,
Barry Ungar,
Lalo Schifrin,
Flamin' Groovies,
Hot Snakes,
The Smiths,
Zero Boys,
Camouflage,
Flipper,
Althea and Donna,
Sun Ra,
Ohio Players,
Quadrant,
Rekid,
Vladislav Delay,
Ken Boothe,
Steve Hackett,
Danielle Patucci,
Swans,
The Evens,
Dawn Penn,
The Fire Engines,
The Divine Comedy,
Fad Gadget,
Marvin Gaye,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Swell Maps,
Minny Pops,
Nick Fraelich,
June of 44,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Walker Brothers,
Massinfluence,
Blossom Toes,
Joy Division,
DJ Style,
The Knickerbockers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Star Department,
Pagans,
Babytalk,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Man Eating Sloth,
Trumans Water,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.