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 Egypt and from Lagos.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Zero Boys to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Kas Product,
Dorothy Ashby,
Mark Hollis,
Aural Exciters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
ABBA,
John Cale,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Stooges,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Gap Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
JFA,
Brick,
Agitation Free,
Accadde A,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Charles Mingus,
Scion,
Gabor Szabo,
Suburban Knight,
Drexciya,
Blossom Toes,
Prince Buster,
Moby Grape,
Sonic Youth,
La Düsseldorf,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sandy B,
Arab on Radar,
Motorama,
Lower 48,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Simply Red,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ice-T,
Pantaleimon,
The Associates,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Al Stewart,
Alton Ellis,
Brass Construction,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Swell Maps,
AZ,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Morten Harket,
X-102,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Wake,
Tubeway Army,
Black Flag,
The Barracudas,
Eric B and Rakim,
Camouflage,
Carl Craig,
H. Thieme,
MDC,
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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.
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.