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 Nicaragua and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 rhodes 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 Susan Cadogan to the rap 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
World's Most,
X-Ray Spex,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Thee Headcoats,
Yazoo,
Panda Bear,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Electric Prunes,
Animal Collective,
Hot Snakes,
Carl Craig,
Brand Nubian,
KRS-One,
Vladislav Delay,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Sonics,
John Foxx,
Nick Fraelich,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
John Cale,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Techniques,
The Fall,
Letta Mbulu,
Bronski Beat,
Pierre Henry,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Wings,
10cc,
Young Marble Giants,
This Heat,
Crash Course in Science,
Davy DMX,
Arthur Verocai,
Marvin Gaye,
Judy Mowatt,
Sun City Girls,
Model 500,
Surgeon,
Mission of Burma,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bang On A Can,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Wasted Youth,
Sonny Sharrock,
Brothers Johnson,
Desert Stars,
The Move,
Connie Case,
Toni Rubio,
The Evens,
Skaos,
Hardrive,
Brick,
Drexciya,
Archie Shepp,
kango's stein massive,
Unwound,
Derrick May,
Symarip,
X-101,
Monolake,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.