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 Latvia and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Fort Wilson Riot to the punk 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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Pole,
Andrew Hill,
The New Christs,
Sister Nancy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
AZ,
Bad Manners,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Radio Birdman,
Black Pus,
Cybotron,
Morten Harket,
Skriet,
Glambeats Corp.,
E-Dancer,
Clear Light,
the Association,
Jerry Gold Smith,
the Germs,
Tubeway Army,
Connie Case,
Kerrie Biddell,
Anthony Braxton,
Au Pairs,
Echospace,
Rotary Connection,
The Evens,
Symarip,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Janne Schatter,
These Immortal Souls,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Mantronix,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Move,
KRS-One,
Marine Girls,
Yaz,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Agent Orange,
Rosa Yemen,
Dennis Brown,
CMW,
Unwound,
Eve St. Jones,
Duran Duran,
Talk Talk,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Spoonie Gee,
Spandau Ballet,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Brothers Johnson,
Desert Stars,
Heaven 17,
Severed Heads,
The Vogues,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pagans,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.