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 Georgia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 X-101 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Guru Guru,
The Moody Blues,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Raincoats,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soft Cell,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mars,
Todd Rundgren,
The Walker Brothers,
The Barracudas,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Germs,
Babytalk,
a-ha,
Nas,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Y Pants,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Offenders,
Don Cherry,
Boredoms,
Black Bananas,
Judy Mowatt,
Adolescents,
Danielle Patucci,
Half Japanese,
David McCallum,
The Victims,
MC5,
David Bowie,
The United States of America,
Scientists,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Agitation Free,
Barrington Levy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Siglo XX,
Gerry Rafferty,
H. Thieme,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Von Mondo,
Drexciya,
Aaron Thompson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lyres,
Rakim,
Negative Approach,
Toni Rubio,
The Star Department,
Anthony Braxton,
The Count Five,
Rites of Spring,
Das Ding,
Ultra Naté,
Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.
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.