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 Tuvalu and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 linndrum 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 These Immortal Souls to the rap 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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sexual Harrassment record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dual Sessions,
Amazonics,
UT,
Q65,
Qualms,
Blake Baxter,
Minutemen,
Eurythmics,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tubeway Army,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Organ,
the Normal,
Bobby Byrd,
Unrelated Segments,
Intrusion,
The Invisible,
Los Fastidios,
The Alarm Clocks,
Wolf Eyes,
The Zeros,
DJ Style,
Isaac Hayes,
Accadde A,
Iggy Pop,
The Mojo Men,
Dead Boys,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Basic Channel,
Grauzone,
The Toasters,
Pere Ubu,
Lebanon Hanover,
Faust,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Groovy Waters,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jandek,
Interpol,
Agitation Free,
The Searchers,
Bill Near,
Tom Boy,
Hashim,
The Victims,
Matthew Halsall,
Sister Nancy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Connie Case,
Joe Smooth,
The Blues Magoos,
Sandy B,
The Cowsills,
X-101,
Liliput,
Index,
Sparks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.