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 Slovakia and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 guitar 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 Section 25 to the rap 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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Richard Hell and the Voidoids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
The Electric Prunes,
The Mummies,
Trumans Water,
Joe Smooth,
The Gun Club,
Terrestrial Tones,
Dorothy Ashby,
A Certain Ratio,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Freddie Wadling,
Dennis Brown,
Brick,
The Fugs,
Marshall Jefferson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pere Ubu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Los Fastidios,
The Monochrome Set,
Warren Ellis,
Scratch Acid,
Ten City,
Malaria!,
Khruangbin,
Sight & Sound,
Scan 7,
The Mojo Men,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dave Gahan,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Selecter,
Arcadia,
Fela Kuti,
Barbara Tucker,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ponytail,
Gang Green,
Circle Jerks,
Patti Smith,
Matthew Halsall,
Graham Central Station,
T. Rex,
Max Romeo,
Monolake,
cv313,
The Leaves,
Scrapy,
Pantaleimon,
Boz Scaggs,
Mr. Review,
Gang of Four,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Alton Ellis,
Jawbox,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
CMW,
Organ,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.