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 Slovenia and from London.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 T.S.O.L. to the punk 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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Unrelated Segments,
Scott Walker,
Unwound,
Sarah Menescal,
Bob Dylan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Faraquet,
Roxette,
Ornette Coleman,
Marc Almond,
Scion,
AZ,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Minny Pops,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rufus Thomas,
Toni Rubio,
Surgeon,
Can,
Kurtis Blow,
The Invisible,
Wolf Eyes,
Magma,
The Barracudas,
Bauhaus,
Charles Mingus,
Lucky Dragons,
Radio Birdman,
Black Flag,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sun Ra,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Count Five,
Duran Duran,
Sixth Finger,
Ronan,
Malaria!,
Animal Collective,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gerry Rafferty,
Minor Threat,
Franke,
Peter & Gordon,
Junior Murvin,
Anakelly,
Moebius,
The Fuzztones,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
X-102,
Graham Central Station,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ludus,
Johnny Osbourne,
Al Stewart,
Warren Ellis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Average White Band,
B.T. Express,
Alton Ellis,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.