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 Denmark and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mexico City.
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 mellotron 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 Judy Mowatt to the punk 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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mr. Review,
The Dirtbombs,
Infiniti,
The Martian,
Pantaleimon,
Barbara Tucker,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Aaron Thompson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cecil Taylor,
EPMD,
Tres Demented,
Simply Red,
Reuben Wilson,
Animal Collective,
Glenn Branca,
Man Parrish,
Pere Ubu,
The Standells,
The Victims,
Magma,
Erykah Badu,
Y Pants,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sixth Finger,
Bad Manners,
Pharoah Sanders,
Heaven 17,
One Last Wish,
Nils Olav,
Yazoo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Matthew Bourne,
The Fortunes,
Wasted Youth,
Mantronix,
Technova,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bronski Beat,
Davy DMX,
Thompson Twins,
Visage,
The Busters,
Basic Channel,
Arcadia,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Laurel Aitken,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
John Lydon,
Faust,
Lucky Dragons,
The Evens,
Joy Division,
The New Christs,
Boz Scaggs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.