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 Mexico and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Faust to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
The Grass Roots,
F. McDonald,
Piero Umiliani,
Amon Düül,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scan 7,
Radiohead,
The Zeros,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bush Tetras,
Roy Ayers,
Ken Boothe,
Television,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Joensuu 1685,
Crooked Eye,
The Slackers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sun City Girls,
The New Christs,
The Mojo Men,
Joyce Sims,
Interpol,
Pulsallama,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jeru the Damaja,
Blake Baxter,
kango's stein massive,
Idris Muhammad,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Axelrod,
Rosa Yemen,
The Human League,
Alison Limerick,
Eric Copeland,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Oneida,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Black Sheep,
The Move,
Darondo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Matthew Bourne,
Das Ding,
This Heat,
Excepter,
Cymande,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ponytail,
Pantaleimon,
Anakelly,
Ronnie Foster,
Faraquet,
Bill Near,
Morten Harket,
Blossom Toes,
Liliput,
Thompson Twins,
Zapp,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.