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 Argentina and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 harpsichord 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 Mary Jane Girls to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mission of Burma,
U.S. Maple,
Yazoo,
Chris & Cosey,
Roxette,
Radiopuhelimet,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Remains,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lalann,
Oneida,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tomorrow,
Siglo XX,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rakim,
The Fall,
Ralphi Rosario,
Radio Birdman,
The Evens,
Iggy Pop,
Procol Harum,
Symarip,
Moebius,
The Happenings,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Young Rascals,
Gastr Del Sol,
These Immortal Souls,
Tears for Fears,
Ronnie Foster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Moss Icon,
AZ,
Unrelated Segments,
Pussy Galore,
Neil Young,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Saints,
Charles Mingus,
Derrick Morgan,
Mary Jane Girls,
X-102,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Misunderstood,
KRS-One,
The Last Poets,
Donald Byrd,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
Hot Snakes,
Guru Guru,
Connie Case,
MC5,
The Neon Judgement,
Blossom Toes,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.