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 Togo and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 organ 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 Marcia Griffiths to the rap 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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
Bush Tetras,
Pharoah Sanders,
Henry Cow,
Lower 48,
Lungfish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Laurel Aitken,
The Neon Judgement,
Mars,
Ultra Naté,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sun Ra,
Groovy Waters,
Jeff Lynne,
Tomorrow,
Bob Dylan,
Dual Sessions,
Sunsets and Hearts,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Mummies,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Simply Red,
Hoover,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Joey Negro,
La Düsseldorf,
Matthew Bourne,
48th St. Collective,
Terry Callier,
Blossom Toes,
Juan Atkins,
The Blues Magoos,
Howard Jones,
The Knickerbockers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Glenn Branca,
the Slits,
Dorothy Ashby,
Second Layer,
Minutemen,
Das Ding,
ABC,
Gabor Szabo,
Eddi Front,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Litter,
Flash Fearless,
Tim Buckley,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Icehouse,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Leonard Cohen,
Piero Umiliani,
Ultravox,
New York Dolls,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.