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 Afghanistan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and London.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Fugazi to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
The Grass Roots,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Icehouse,
Niagra,
Glenn Branca,
Au Pairs,
Groovy Waters,
The Seeds,
the Sonics,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Subhumans,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Erasure,
The Selecter,
Pantaleimon,
The Kinks,
The Happenings,
Zapp,
The Moody Blues,
Von Mondo,
One Last Wish,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Yazoo,
Desert Stars,
Echospace,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scrapy,
Fela Kuti,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Country Teasers,
ABBA,
Roxette,
Gabor Szabo,
Jeff Lynne,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Unrelated Segments,
Angry Samoans,
The Golliwogs,
Parry Music,
Sound Behaviour,
Monks,
Faust,
10cc,
Avey Tare,
Drexciya,
Organ,
Scan 7,
Alice Coltrane,
Mark Hollis,
Gong,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Sonics,
Juan Atkins,
Lou Christie,
Monolake,
LL Cool J,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Index,
Porter Ricks,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.