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 Liberia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Deakin to the jazz 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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Todd Rundgren,
8 Eyed Spy,
Vladislav Delay,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
John Lydon,
The J.B.'s,
Unwound,
Bobby Byrd,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Fall,
The Names,
Japan,
JFA,
The Smiths,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Black Pus,
Lower 48,
Dennis Brown,
Groovy Waters,
This Heat,
U.S. Maple,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Evens,
The Doors,
The Monochrome Set,
Blossom Toes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Monolake,
The Last Poets,
Eurythmics,
Magazine,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The New Christs,
Con Funk Shun,
Basic Channel,
Harmonia,
Urselle,
Popol Vuh,
The Martian,
Gregory Isaacs,
Cheater Slicks,
Dual Sessions,
Jawbox,
Brass Construction,
The Human League,
Sällskapet,
Kas Product,
The Happenings,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pharoah Sanders,
Clear Light,
Black Bananas,
Electric Prunes,
Scientists,
Barrington Levy,
Roy Ayers,
The Selecter,
The Invisible,
Marcia Griffiths,
Godley & Creme,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.