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 Armenia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Young Marble Giants to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Jerry's Kids,
Donny Hathaway,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tubeway Army,
The Barracudas,
Newcleus,
Fatback Band,
Tomorrow,
The Stooges,
The Pretty Things,
Delon & Dalcan,
Boz Scaggs,
Depeche Mode,
The Martian,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sam Rivers,
Marvin Gaye,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Nick Fraelich,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bad Manners,
Khruangbin,
The Smiths,
Pulsallama,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wasted Youth,
Agitation Free,
the Sonics,
Jeff Mills,
Nico,
The Fall,
Lalo Schifrin,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Moleskins,
Ultra Naté,
The Evens,
The Gun Club,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Sarah Menescal,
Aaron Thompson,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pantaleimon,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Robert Görl,
Darondo,
Country Teasers,
Trumans Water,
Blancmange,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Au Pairs,
Agent Orange,
Chris Corsano,
Malaria!,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Skaos,
Quadrant,
Ornette Coleman,
Jeff Lynne,
Amon Düül,
The Residents,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.