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 Belarus and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 güiro 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the crunk 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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fear,
Donny Hathaway,
David Bowie,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bang On A Can,
Urselle,
The Searchers,
Silicon Teens,
The Invisible,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Scion,
Jawbox,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jesper Dahlback,
Black Flag,
Deakin,
Jerry's Kids,
Radiohead,
The Vogues,
Agitation Free,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nation of Ulysses,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Saints,
Barrington Levy,
Jeff Lynne,
Eve St. Jones,
Joe Smooth,
Rhythm & Sound,
X-Ray Spex,
Black Bananas,
Mark Hollis,
Amazonics,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pere Ubu,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jacob Miller,
The J.B.'s,
Depeche Mode,
Nik Kershaw,
Derrick Morgan,
Con Funk Shun,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Morten Harket,
DJ Style,
Traffic Nightmare,
Yellowson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Young Rascals,
Quantec,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Soft Machine,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bill Near,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soul II Soul,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.