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 Netherlands and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 sitar 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 Joensuu 1685 to the rock 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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Yusef Lateef,
B.T. Express,
Pole,
Barrington Levy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eric Copeland,
Half Japanese,
Don Cherry,
Darondo,
Technova,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
June Days,
Anthony Braxton,
Absolute Body Control,
CMW,
Sugar Minott,
Scientists,
The Toasters,
Television Personalities,
Grey Daturas,
Aural Exciters,
Y Pants,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
DJ Style,
Bang On A Can,
Lindisfarne,
Aswad,
Marine Girls,
The Five Americans,
Tim Buckley,
Cluster,
Deakin,
Reuben Wilson,
Agitation Free,
Sarah Menescal,
Cheater Slicks,
Gichy Dan,
Accadde A,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ronan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Theoretical Girls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fortunes,
Tears for Fears,
Suburban Knight,
Unwound,
Sonic Youth,
Cameo,
Symarip,
The Misunderstood,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Real Kids,
Derrick May,
Stetsasonic,
Von Mondo,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.