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 Croatia and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Ice-T to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
The Leaves,
Roxette,
Prince Buster,
Model 500,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
David Axelrod,
June of 44,
Faraquet,
the Soft Cell,
Deepchord,
Brass Construction,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Peter & Gordon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ornette Coleman,
Flipper,
John Foxx,
Piero Umiliani,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
T. Rex,
X-101,
Underground Resistance,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Andrew Hill,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Visage,
Isaac Hayes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nirvana,
Hot Snakes,
The Toasters,
Vainqueur,
Colin Newman,
Bauhaus,
Chris Corsano,
The Red Krayola,
Steve Hackett,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Altered Images,
Japan,
Todd Rundgren,
Dead Boys,
Cheater Slicks,
Yusef Lateef,
The New Christs,
Yaz,
Lalann,
Toni Rubio,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Morten Harket,
Mo-Dettes,
Silicon Teens,
The Blues Magoos,
The Durutti Column,
Derrick Morgan,
Delta 5,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Young Rascals,
Sixth Finger,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.