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 Luxembourg and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 Columbus and Houston.
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 theremin 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
The Moleskins,
Kenny Larkin,
Eddi Front,
Yellowson,
David Bowie,
Outsiders,
Dawn Penn,
Soul II Soul,
Boredoms,
Anakelly,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pussy Galore,
Dennis Brown,
Can,
Eve St. Jones,
Malaria!,
The Searchers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sun City Girls,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Porter Ricks,
The Flesh Eaters,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Motions,
the Swans,
Lou Reed,
The Neon Judgement,
Quadrant,
Sister Nancy,
The Barracudas,
The Gun Club,
Trumans Water,
Mark Hollis,
Camberwell Now,
Aural Exciters,
Marvin Gaye,
Rosa Yemen,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The New Christs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Fall,
The Toasters,
Minutemen,
Delta 5,
Bobby Hutcherson,
John Lydon,
X-101,
DJ Sneak,
Wire,
Gabor Szabo,
Cymande,
Todd Terry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Faust,
D'Angelo,
Avey Tare,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.