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 Mali and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Robert Palmer 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 The Dead C to the rock 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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Con Funk Shun,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Camberwell Now,
Pet Shop Boys,
Max Romeo,
the Bar-Kays,
Godley & Creme,
Zapp,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Theoretical Girls,
Brick,
Depeche Mode,
Alice Coltrane,
Rakim,
Sam Rivers,
Anthony Braxton,
Black Sheep,
T. Rex,
Dennis Brown,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pantytec,
Prince Buster,
Liliput,
The Fuzztones,
Stiv Bators,
Minutemen,
Das Ding,
Iggy Pop,
The Toasters,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
cv313,
Curtis Mayfield,
Quadrant,
Sällskapet,
The Barracudas,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Electric Prunes,
Index,
Motorama,
The Offenders,
Anakelly,
Joe Smooth,
Nils Olav,
Amon Düül II,
The New Christs,
Marmalade,
Youth Brigade,
The Beau Brummels,
Moebius,
Groovy Waters,
Sandy B,
Symarip,
Radio Birdman,
Althea and Donna,
The Happenings,
The Sonics,
Moss Icon,
Mo-Dettes,
Radiohead,
Von Mondo,
Aural Exciters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.