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 China and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 chamberlin 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 Lightning Bolt to the dance 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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Brick,
Swans,
Roxy Music,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Livin' Joy,
The Slits,
James Chance & The Contortions,
This Heat,
The Pop Group,
Jeff Mills,
Essential Logic,
Mars,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
New York Dolls,
Basic Channel,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Crash Course in Science,
R.M.O.,
Kerri Chandler,
The Durutti Column,
John Lydon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Todd Rundgren,
The Young Rascals,
Organ,
Cameo,
Isaac Hayes,
Crispian St. Peters,
Metal Thangz,
Eden Ahbez,
Drexciya,
Minnie Riperton,
The Grass Roots,
the Swans,
Michelle Simonal,
Bill Wells,
Anakelly,
The Martian,
The Moleskins,
The Blues Magoos,
Audionom,
Laurel Aitken,
Leonard Cohen,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pet Shop Boys,
Talk Talk,
The Gap Band,
X-101,
Roger Hodgson,
Television Personalities,
T.S.O.L.,
MC5,
Quadrant,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Reagan Youth,
Robert Wyatt,
La Düsseldorf,
the Slits,
Todd Terry,
Public Enemy,
Ronnie Foster,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.