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 Sweden and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 marimba 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 Erasure to the crunk 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
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,
Stetsasonic,
Darondo,
Susan Cadogan,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Grass Roots,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Godley & Creme,
Joe Smooth,
Brass Construction,
June of 44,
Mandrill,
Royal Trux,
Gastr Del Sol,
Unrelated Segments,
Gregory Isaacs,
Cybotron,
Bauhaus,
Cameo,
KRS-One,
Sixth Finger,
Blossom Toes,
Davy DMX,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Star Department,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dawn Penn,
Essential Logic,
Con Funk Shun,
Eric B and Rakim,
Suburban Knight,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joyce Sims,
Stereo Dub,
Negative Approach,
John Holt,
Heaven 17,
Howard Jones,
The Buckinghams,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
New York Dolls,
Jandek,
Judy Mowatt,
Eddi Front,
Byron Stingily,
Sun Ra,
Erasure,
Bang On A Can,
Fat Boys,
Television,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Germs,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Standells,
Q65,
The Zeros,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.