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 Senegal and from Lagos.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar 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 Animal Collective to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland 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 an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Von Mondo,
Nas,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Seeds,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Skarface,
Neil Young,
Nirvana,
Matthew Halsall,
Marmalade,
Godley & Creme,
KRS-One,
Albert Ayler,
Fear,
Lou Christie,
Radiohead,
Fluxion,
Black Bananas,
Ossler,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
ABBA,
The Trojans,
Bluetip,
Basic Channel,
Swans,
Electric Prunes,
Audionom,
Cal Tjader,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Supertramp,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Q65,
Black Moon,
48th St. Collective,
Sugar Minott,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Modern Lovers,
Stereo Dub,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sister Nancy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bootsy Collins,
Matthew Bourne,
Sound Behaviour,
Scientists,
The Cure,
The Fuzztones,
Boz Scaggs,
Roxette,
Heaven 17,
Los Fastidios,
Hot Snakes,
Index,
Leonard Cohen,
10cc,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Glambeats Corp.,
Archie Shepp,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.