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 Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
DJ Style,
Animal Collective,
Cymande,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lalann,
Wasted Youth,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cal Tjader,
Grey Daturas,
KRS-One,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Red Krayola,
Mad Mike,
Erykah Badu,
Joey Negro,
cv313,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nik Kershaw,
Hoover,
Lou Reed,
Sixth Finger,
Depeche Mode,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Niagra,
Avey Tare,
Johnny Clarke,
The Moleskins,
Minnie Riperton,
Suicide,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Mr. Review,
Talk Talk,
Crooked Eye,
Zapp,
The Buckinghams,
The Sonics,
Joyce Sims,
Audionom,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mary Jane Girls,
New Order,
K-Klass,
Danielle Patucci,
Blake Baxter,
Man Eating Sloth,
Deakin,
Henry Cow,
Scan 7,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Wolf Eyes,
the Slits,
Glambeats Corp.,
Patti Smith,
Eric Dolphy,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Morten Harket,
Oneida,
Eli Mardock,
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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.