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 Iceland and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Guru Guru to the rock 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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes 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 güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Juan Atkins,
Monolake,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Unrelated Segments,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Sonics,
Jesper Dahlback,
Television,
Joey Negro,
Crooked Eye,
Vladislav Delay,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Frankie Knuckles,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Reagan Youth,
Barrington Levy,
Steve Hackett,
Ohio Players,
June Days,
Popol Vuh,
Cymande,
Josef K,
Soulsonic Force,
The Dave Clark Five,
Inner City,
This Heat,
B.T. Express,
Sex Pistols,
Fear,
Rekid,
Barbara Tucker,
Bush Tetras,
Lou Reed,
Mr. Review,
Gabor Szabo,
Von Mondo,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Surgeon,
cv313,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Cramps,
Mandrill,
Cybotron,
Henry Cow,
Sam Rivers,
The Remains,
Guru Guru,
Pole,
Patti Smith,
Peter and Kerry,
New York Dolls,
The Vogues,
Faust,
Dennis Brown,
Gang of Four,
Clear Light,
Little Man,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Alphaville,
Eric Copeland,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.