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 Maldives and from Accra.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Tommy Roe to the dance 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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rites of Spring,
Neil Young,
Angry Samoans,
Derrick Morgan,
The Tremeloes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joensuu 1685,
The Raincoats,
Curtis Mayfield,
Crime,
Gong,
Brass Construction,
The Angels of Light,
Drexciya,
Skriet,
Moss Icon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Flamin' Groovies,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Siglo XX,
R.M.O.,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Nico,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Delta 5,
cv313,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rufus Thomas,
Funkadelic,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tres Demented,
Niagra,
The Saints,
Ohio Players,
The Techniques,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Camberwell Now,
The Leaves,
Sun Ra,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Seeds,
Eric Dolphy,
H. Thieme,
Prince Buster,
Lyres,
Nils Olav,
The Selecter,
Skaos,
Technova,
Maurizio,
Gang Green,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Black Pus,
The Monks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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.