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 Suriname 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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Modern Lovers to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Görl record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Spoonie Gee,
The Neon Judgement,
Buzzcocks,
Heaven 17,
Smog,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Soft Cell,
The Human League,
Brass Construction,
Marc Almond,
The Zeros,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sixth Finger,
The Index,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Infiniti,
E-Dancer,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scan 7,
Yazoo,
Das Ding,
Aural Exciters,
10cc,
Joy Division,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rotary Connection,
Matthew Bourne,
Vainqueur,
Davy DMX,
D'Angelo,
The New Christs,
New York Dolls,
Nas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Germs,
Lyres,
Ornette Coleman,
Kurtis Blow,
Joey Negro,
Agitation Free,
Circle Jerks,
Tomorrow,
The Toasters,
Wolf Eyes,
Aswad,
Boz Scaggs,
Howard Jones,
EPMD,
Rites of Spring,
The Gories,
The Young Rascals,
Unrelated Segments,
Sight & Sound,
R.M.O.,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Hashim,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.