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 Liechtenstein and from Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Royal Trux to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Terry Callier,
JFA,
This Heat,
Derrick Morgan,
Ken Boothe,
Mars,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fad Gadget,
Junior Murvin,
Dead Boys,
The Smiths,
FM Einheit,
Hoover,
The Red Krayola,
Magazine,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Seeds,
Metal Thangz,
The Toasters,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Neu!,
Throbbing Gristle,
Easy Going,
X-102,
Fatback Band,
Los Fastidios,
Popol Vuh,
8 Eyed Spy,
PIL,
Gastr Del Sol,
The New Christs,
The Monochrome Set,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Idris Muhammad,
Black Sheep,
Dual Sessions,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Swell Maps,
Yazoo,
Warsaw,
The Skatalites,
Rites of Spring,
Y Pants,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pole,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Amon Düül,
Davy DMX,
D'Angelo,
Lyres,
Danielle Patucci,
Sex Pistols,
Steve Hackett,
World's Most,
Janne Schatter,
Ralphi Rosario,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scratch Acid,
John Cale,
Reagan Youth,
Reuben Wilson,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.