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 Guyana and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Qualms to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hoover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Wire,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lalann,
Wings,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Jeff Lynne,
Marvin Gaye,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The J.B.'s,
The Moody Blues,
Anakelly,
Cameo,
Barry Ungar,
Bang On A Can,
Metal Thangz,
Funky Four + One,
Icehouse,
Panda Bear,
Slick Rick,
Soulsonic Force,
Groovy Waters,
Schoolly D,
Chrome,
The Gories,
Scion,
Freddie Wadling,
The Mummies,
the Normal,
Gil Scott Heron,
Moby Grape,
Davy DMX,
The Techniques,
Radiohead,
David Axelrod,
Scrapy,
The Vogues,
DNA,
Franke,
Young Marble Giants,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Young Rascals,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Henry Cow,
The Associates,
The Count Five,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eric Copeland,
Pole,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Tremeloes,
Section 25,
Neu!,
Minnie Riperton,
Brothers Johnson,
K-Klass,
Sound Behaviour,
KRS-One,
New Age Steppers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.