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 Mali 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Nils Olav to the rock 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angry Samoans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Fad Gadget,
H. Thieme,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Faust,
Joe Finger,
Barry Ungar,
The Remains,
Technova,
Derrick May,
The Toasters,
Glambeats Corp.,
Q and Not U,
The Pretty Things,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Schoolly D,
Youth Brigade,
F. McDonald,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Black Flag,
Max Romeo,
Symarip,
The Cramps,
Ronan,
Von Mondo,
Cluster,
Judy Mowatt,
The Techniques,
The Wake,
Agent Orange,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sällskapet,
The Smoke,
Skaos,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Adolescents,
The Fuzztones,
Gerry Rafferty,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pere Ubu,
The Fugs,
The Saints,
Sister Nancy,
Colin Newman,
Arab on Radar,
The Move,
Camouflage,
Whodini,
Al Stewart,
Fat Boys,
Tommy Roe,
Nik Kershaw,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gong,
Zero Boys,
Delta 5,
Ronnie Foster,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.