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 Uzbekistan and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Iggy Pop,
Urselle,
Saccharine Trust,
Lucky Dragons,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tomorrow,
Gang Green,
This Heat,
The Buckinghams,
Nirvana,
Maleditus Sound,
Echospace,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The American Breed,
Peter and Kerry,
Thee Headcoats,
The Grass Roots,
Kerri Chandler,
The Trojans,
The Motions,
Graham Central Station,
The Vogues,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Darondo,
Amazonics,
Black Pus,
Stetsasonic,
Soft Machine,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Pretty Things,
Eli Mardock,
Robert Wyatt,
The Toasters,
Boredoms,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kurtis Blow,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bobby Womack,
Sight & Sound,
Robert Hood,
Bizarre Inc.,
48th St. Collective,
Chrome,
Anthony Braxton,
Andrew Hill,
Eddi Front,
Reagan Youth,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Wake,
Eden Ahbez,
Radiohead,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Searchers,
Mantronix,
Average White Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.