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 Iraq and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Rites of Spring,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scion,
Sparks,
Guru Guru,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Livin' Joy,
Smog,
John Cale,
The Velvet Underground,
Rosa Yemen,
Goldenarms,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Yaz,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Terrestrial Tones,
Au Pairs,
Piero Umiliani,
Swans,
Outsiders,
Fad Gadget,
Lungfish,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jacob Miller,
China Crisis,
Althea and Donna,
Albert Ayler,
The Barracudas,
Quantec,
Lindisfarne,
Supertramp,
The Moleskins,
Buzzcocks,
Reuben Wilson,
Joe Smooth,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Victims,
JFA,
Sound Behaviour,
Saccharine Trust,
Index,
Spandau Ballet,
Nico,
The Index,
Echospace,
Kerri Chandler,
The Smiths,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DNA,
Public Enemy,
The Human League,
Camberwell Now,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Q65,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Stetsasonic,
Pulsallama,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Average White Band,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.