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 Latvia and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
B.T. Express,
Moby Grape,
Black Bananas,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Drexciya,
Barbara Tucker,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sister Nancy,
Mad Mike,
Minutemen,
The Cowsills,
Michelle Simonal,
Sam Rivers,
James White and The Blacks,
The Black Dice,
Vladislav Delay,
Connie Case,
Arcadia,
Agent Orange,
cv313,
Jacques Brel,
Harry Pussy,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fela Kuti,
Mantronix,
Flipper,
Bizarre Inc.,
Blossom Toes,
Subhumans,
Babytalk,
Grey Daturas,
Nils Olav,
Urselle,
The Remains,
Main Source,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Newcleus,
John Coltrane,
Bobby Byrd,
Japan,
Throbbing Gristle,
This Heat,
The American Breed,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Wake,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Supertramp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Donald Byrd,
Suicide,
Khruangbin,
Television,
Flash Fearless,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Sound,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Idris Muhammad,
Dorothy Ashby,
Janne Schatter,
Index,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.