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 Solomon Islands and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bootsy Collins to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soul Sonic Force,
Q and Not U,
The Electric Prunes,
X-102,
Laurel Aitken,
the Human League,
Junior Murvin,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Invisible,
Scan 7,
June of 44,
Glenn Branca,
Traffic Nightmare,
Al Stewart,
Sarah Menescal,
Metal Thangz,
The Star Department,
Eden Ahbez,
Wolf Eyes,
E-Dancer,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jacob Miller,
The Neon Judgement,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dorothy Ashby,
One Last Wish,
Terry Callier,
Malaria!,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Buckinghams,
Electric Light Orchestra,
DNA,
Crooked Eye,
Masters at Work,
Delta 5,
Minnie Riperton,
The Real Kids,
Livin' Joy,
The Names,
Ornette Coleman,
Barbara Tucker,
The Motions,
Pet Shop Boys,
FM Einheit,
Ohio Players,
Unrelated Segments,
The Cure,
The Cowsills,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Alison Limerick,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dark Day,
Harmonia,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joensuu 1685,
Connie Case,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.