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 Panama and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sexual Harrassment to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Josef K,
Silicon Teens,
David Bowie,
MC5,
Bluetip,
Kurtis Blow,
Barclay James Harvest,
Make Up,
Soul II Soul,
Gang Green,
Gabor Szabo,
The Fuzztones,
Frankie Knuckles,
Black Pus,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
World's Most,
Japan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Television Personalities,
New Order,
Ultra Naté,
This Heat,
Terrestrial Tones,
One Last Wish,
Stiv Bators,
Whodini,
Animal Collective,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lucky Dragons,
Prince Buster,
Black Flag,
Q and Not U,
Andrew Hill,
The Buckinghams,
Amon Düül,
Erykah Badu,
Lightning Bolt,
Delon & Dalcan,
Main Source,
David McCallum,
Derrick May,
Chris Corsano,
Aaron Thompson,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kerri Chandler,
Skriet,
Sex Pistols,
Cluster,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Oblivians,
Anakelly,
The Young Rascals,
UT,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Livin' Joy,
Audionom,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joy Division,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.