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 Grenada and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the electroclash 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 The Kinks. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Schoolly D,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ice-T,
The Associates,
The Dead C,
The Divine Comedy,
Joe Finger,
Sarah Menescal,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Monochrome Set,
Letta Mbulu,
Arcadia,
Marcia Griffiths,
Thompson Twins,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Monolake,
Bush Tetras,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The J.B.'s,
New York Dolls,
Faraquet,
Scan 7,
kango's stein massive,
Jeff Lynne,
LL Cool J,
One Last Wish,
Warsaw,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Franke,
Black Sheep,
Donald Byrd,
Dual Sessions,
48th St. Collective,
These Immortal Souls,
John Foxx,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Blossom Toes,
Zero Boys,
The Slits,
The Fuzztones,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Germs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scratch Acid,
Banda Bassotti,
Section 25,
Shoche,
Icehouse,
Eli Mardock,
World's Most,
In Retrospect,
Kerrie Biddell,
Skarface,
Lyres,
Marc Almond,
Eve St. Jones,
Alton Ellis,
Deadbeat,
Reagan Youth,
Sam Rivers,
The Toasters,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.