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-Bissau 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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Salvador.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Martian to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every R.M.O. 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Matthew Halsall,
Slick Rick,
Kool Moe Dee,
Steve Hackett,
Cecil Taylor,
Von Mondo,
Aural Exciters,
Sandy B,
Nirvana,
Scientists,
The Slits,
Soulsonic Force,
Cluster,
the Sonics,
Faust,
CMW,
Liliput,
The J.B.'s,
The Gun Club,
Curtis Mayfield,
Marine Girls,
Lalann,
Gregory Isaacs,
A Certain Ratio,
Rakim,
Todd Rundgren,
Pantaleimon,
The Motions,
The Sonics,
Bill Near,
Second Layer,
Agitation Free,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Birthday Party,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Peter and Kerry,
Erykah Badu,
Dark Day,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kenny Larkin,
Deakin,
Electric Prunes,
Jeff Mills,
Delta 5,
Neil Young,
Fear,
The Vogues,
The Knickerbockers,
Funkadelic,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
LL Cool J,
The Gap Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Wally Richardson,
Desert Stars,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.