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 Guinea and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Radio Birdman to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Brand Nubian,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Groovy Waters,
the Normal,
June Days,
Joy Division,
Michelle Simonal,
Easy Going,
Panda Bear,
Adolescents,
Scrapy,
Public Enemy,
The Buckinghams,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tim Buckley,
Mo-Dettes,
The Monochrome Set,
The Sonics,
8 Eyed Spy,
Tommy Roe,
Surgeon,
Bobby Byrd,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Real Kids,
Gil Scott Heron,
Deepchord,
Danielle Patucci,
Pere Ubu,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pussy Galore,
The Move,
Sugar Minott,
The Leaves,
Black Pus,
Dave Gahan,
Yellowson,
Grey Daturas,
The Standells,
Monolake,
Mr. Review,
The Mojo Men,
Glenn Branca,
Model 500,
Popol Vuh,
Dorothy Ashby,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Count Five,
Cymande,
Marc Almond,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Pretty Things,
Hasil Adkins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Moleskins,
Gang Green,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Delon & Dalcan,
Thee Headcoats,
Mars,
Frankie Knuckles,
R.M.O.,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.