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 United States and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Alton Ellis to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Metal Thangz,
Stetsasonic,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Detroit Cobras,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Guru Guru,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Animal Collective,
The Vogues,
Ornette Coleman,
Iggy Pop,
Tommy Roe,
U.S. Maple,
Electric Prunes,
Au Pairs,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ronnie Foster,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eddi Front,
Intrusion,
June of 44,
Moss Icon,
ABC,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lower 48,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eric Dolphy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Maleditus Sound,
Vladislav Delay,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Skatalites,
Excepter,
The Searchers,
Judy Mowatt,
Agitation Free,
Lucky Dragons,
Aural Exciters,
Sam Rivers,
Monks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bauhaus,
Johnny Osbourne,
Japan,
Donny Hathaway,
The Last Poets,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soul II Soul,
Hot Snakes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Selecter,
Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics.
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.