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 Peru and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 John Cale to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fad Gadget,
The Doobie Brothers,
Procol Harum,
Matthew Bourne,
Roy Ayers,
The Toasters,
Lucky Dragons,
Howard Jones,
Unwound,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Trojans,
Siglo XX,
Babytalk,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Henry Cow,
Grauzone,
Supertramp,
The Fuzztones,
Depeche Mode,
Symarip,
Yusef Lateef,
Inner City,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Index,
Alphaville,
Gregory Isaacs,
Juan Atkins,
Niagra,
Agitation Free,
Television Personalities,
The Mojo Men,
Lou Reed,
Sun Ra,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Stereo Dub,
The Mummies,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sällskapet,
F. McDonald,
Mars,
Sixth Finger,
DJ Style,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
LL Cool J,
Deakin,
Wolf Eyes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Modern Lovers,
Lakeside,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Skaos,
Ludus,
Rekid,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Chrome,
Gichy Dan,
Delon & Dalcan,
Swell Maps,
The Divine Comedy,
Skriet, Skriet, Skriet, Skriet.
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.