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 Canada and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum 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 Faraquet to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
Man Eating Sloth,
Aaron Thompson,
Metal Thangz,
Khruangbin,
Alison Limerick,
Rod Modell,
Scan 7,
Morten Harket,
Grauzone,
The Monks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Q65,
Bill Wells,
Soft Cell,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Traffic Nightmare,
Quadrant,
Tubeway Army,
Yusef Lateef,
Rotary Connection,
Ornette Coleman,
Gong,
Sister Nancy,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lungfish,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Simply Red,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Excepter,
Niagra,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lower 48,
Organ,
Michelle Simonal,
Darondo,
Sandy B,
The Martian,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Searchers,
The Pop Group,
Gang Green,
Stiv Bators,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
R.M.O.,
The Standells,
CMW,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soul Sonic Force,
Clear Light,
Camouflage,
Hasil Adkins,
Gichy Dan,
Juan Atkins,
Danielle Patucci,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Carl Craig,
Fatback Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Pagans,
A Certain Ratio,
The Young Rascals,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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