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 Montenegro and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Fuzztones to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Cure. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang of Four record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Brick,
Flash Fearless,
Essential Logic,
Massinfluence,
Cal Tjader,
Arthur Verocai,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tom Boy,
Fugazi,
Buzzcocks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Carl Craig,
Sonic Youth,
Hoover,
T. Rex,
Blancmange,
Skarface,
The Black Dice,
Funky Four + One,
Toni Rubio,
Little Man,
Alison Limerick,
Nils Olav,
Pole,
Jandek,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Funkadelic,
World's Most,
Los Fastidios,
E-Dancer,
Eric Copeland,
Radiohead,
Gang Starr,
Roger Hodgson,
Ituana,
Soft Cell,
Byron Stingily,
The Invisible,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Spoonie Gee,
Moss Icon,
Terrestrial Tones,
H. Thieme,
Bootsy Collins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Guru Guru,
Joe Smooth,
The Victims,
New Age Steppers,
The Modern Lovers,
Robert Wyatt,
ABC,
Skriet,
Prince Buster,
Sällskapet,
Sound Behaviour,
Man Parrish,
T.S.O.L.,
Trumans Water,
The Knickerbockers,
June Days,
The Sound,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.