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 Ecuador and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 guitar 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 Aloha Tigers to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
Jeff Mills,
Moss Icon,
Boz Scaggs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Theoretical Girls,
D'Angelo,
Von Mondo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Junior Murvin,
Wally Richardson,
Heaven 17,
Godley & Creme,
The Victims,
Sun Ra,
the Human League,
FM Einheit,
Scratch Acid,
The Fuzztones,
EPMD,
David Bowie,
In Retrospect,
Wolf Eyes,
Black Sheep,
Agitation Free,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nick Fraelich,
Dave Gahan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Au Pairs,
Dark Day,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Janne Schatter,
The Monks,
Lou Reed,
Radiohead,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pagans,
Japan,
Chris & Cosey,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pussy Galore,
Infiniti,
Pylon,
Roy Ayers,
Bang On A Can,
Marine Girls,
This Heat,
Ronan,
Schoolly D,
The Shadows of Knight,
Depeche Mode,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Wake,
cv313,
Dorothy Ashby,
Amon Düül,
Eve St. Jones,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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You don't know what you really want.
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.