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 Madagascar and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rod Modell to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
The Durutti Column,
Skarface,
Eurythmics,
Warren Ellis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Josef K,
Trumans Water,
This Heat,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Barracudas,
The Velvet Underground,
Kerri Chandler,
Toni Rubio,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Searchers,
Avey Tare,
Matthew Halsall,
The Detroit Cobras,
Suicide,
Barry Ungar,
Sun Ra,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Icehouse,
Ultra Naté,
The Sound,
David Bowie,
Mad Mike,
Surgeon,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Magazine,
Letta Mbulu,
Organ,
Carl Craig,
Country Teasers,
Mandrill,
Jacques Brel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Star Department,
The Offenders,
Bronski Beat,
Soul II Soul,
Laurel Aitken,
Sparks,
Pussy Galore,
Grey Daturas,
Agitation Free,
Arcadia,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bill Near,
Darondo,
Ituana,
Animal Collective,
Alton Ellis,
Oneida,
Don Cherry,
Crash Course in Science,
Audionom,
Supertramp,
New Age Steppers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.