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 Botswana and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
Carl Craig,
Yusef Lateef,
Connie Case,
Neil Young,
Sonic Youth,
Kevin Saunderson,
Prince Buster,
Graham Central Station,
Newcleus,
Gang Gang Dance,
Underground Resistance,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Aswad,
Eurythmics,
Avey Tare,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mad Mike,
Camouflage,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Duran Duran,
Lakeside,
Todd Terry,
Lightning Bolt,
Dorothy Ashby,
R.M.O.,
Easy Going,
Josef K,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
B.T. Express,
Minor Threat,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Buckinghams,
Drexciya,
Basic Channel,
Kerrie Biddell,
Urselle,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dennis Brown,
The Divine Comedy,
Toni Rubio,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sugar Minott,
Chrome,
Kurtis Blow,
Fatback Band,
Alice Coltrane,
Black Flag,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Second Layer,
Excepter,
MDC,
Joey Negro,
Sarah Menescal,
A Certain Ratio,
The Music Machine,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Make Up,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.