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 Brazil and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Soft Machine to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Kurtis Blow,
Panda Bear,
Smog,
the Sonics,
Yaz,
H. Thieme,
Black Pus,
Au Pairs,
The Modern Lovers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Qualms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Public Enemy,
Minny Pops,
Johnny Clarke,
D'Angelo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ultravox,
Young Marble Giants,
Leonard Cohen,
Siglo XX,
Neu!,
Brothers Johnson,
Fad Gadget,
Essential Logic,
The Litter,
Subhumans,
Althea and Donna,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Residents,
Von Mondo,
the Association,
Slick Rick,
a-ha,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joe Smooth,
Ossler,
Minnie Riperton,
David McCallum,
Fela Kuti,
Dorothy Ashby,
Delta 5,
The Techniques,
The Moleskins,
Nik Kershaw,
Sarah Menescal,
Drive Like Jehu,
Circle Jerks,
Country Teasers,
K-Klass,
Hardrive,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Flesh Eaters,
Negative Approach,
The Busters,
F. McDonald,
Harmonia,
Liliput,
Curtis Mayfield,
Chris Corsano,
China Crisis,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.