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 Chad and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 sitar 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 Minutemen 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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Minutemen,
Newcleus,
Drexciya,
the Normal,
Marc Almond,
Masters at Work,
The Divine Comedy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
OOIOO,
Essential Logic,
Grey Daturas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
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James Chance & The Contortions,
Camberwell Now,
Guru Guru,
Throbbing Gristle,
Funky Four + One,
The Toasters,
Nation of Ulysses,
K-Klass,
the Fania All-Stars,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Robert Wyatt,
Mantronix,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Soulsonic Force,
Sound Behaviour,
The Busters,
Schoolly D,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ken Boothe,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Harmonia,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Index,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Chrome,
The Gun Club,
Y Pants,
Infiniti,
Agent Orange,
Sex Pistols,
Fat Boys,
AZ,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sonic Youth,
The Count Five,
Rekid,
Nils Olav,
Ponytail,
Jacques Brel,
Sandy B,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Moleskins,
Amon Düül II,
Nirvana,
Jeff Lynne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.