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 East Timor and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Marine Girls to the punk 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 The Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Connie Case,
Banda Bassotti,
Gang Starr,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Oblivians,
Tom Boy,
The Fire Engines,
Underground Resistance,
Infiniti,
Kurtis Blow,
Grandmaster Flash,
cv313,
Intrusion,
Silicon Teens,
Soul II Soul,
Scratch Acid,
Stereo Dub,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Black Moon,
Radiohead,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rhythm & Sound,
Royal Trux,
Carl Craig,
Ronan,
Lyres,
Bush Tetras,
Anthony Braxton,
Jawbox,
Sarah Menescal,
JFA,
Barbara Tucker,
Fatback Band,
Trumans Water,
F. McDonald,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Inner City,
June of 44,
The Offenders,
Al Stewart,
The Skatalites,
the Swans,
Japan,
Whodini,
the Human League,
Judy Mowatt,
Qualms,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tubeway Army,
Easy Going,
Dual Sessions,
Isaac Hayes,
Ultravox,
Aural Exciters,
Juan Atkins,
Pantytec,
Moebius,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Angels of Light,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.