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 Panama and from Lagos.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rod Modell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ten City,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bobby Womack,
Judy Mowatt,
Agitation Free,
Desert Stars,
Tom Boy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Severed Heads,
Arcadia,
The Fugs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mars,
Au Pairs,
Rufus Thomas,
Alison Limerick,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kurtis Blow,
Oneida,
Sound Behaviour,
Laurel Aitken,
Jeff Mills,
The Evens,
Deadbeat,
Sarah Menescal,
Anthony Braxton,
The Golliwogs,
The Searchers,
Lakeside,
Gang Green,
Mad Mike,
Derrick Morgan,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Raincoats,
Bush Tetras,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Peter & Gordon,
Pere Ubu,
cv313,
Sonny Sharrock,
Aswad,
Hot Snakes,
Bobby Byrd,
Todd Rundgren,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
T.S.O.L.,
DJ Sneak,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Althea and Donna,
Yazoo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Curtis Mayfield,
Aloha Tigers,
Donald Byrd,
La Düsseldorf,
Dennis Brown,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.