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 Solomon Islands and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sex Pistols record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June Days,
the Sonics,
Drexciya,
The Vogues,
KRS-One,
The Residents,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bobby Sherman,
The Moleskins,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gang Gang Dance,
Black Bananas,
Spoonie Gee,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Tomorrow,
Maurizio,
Roxy Music,
Thee Headcoats,
Sam Rivers,
The Index,
Albert Ayler,
Wally Richardson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Angry Samoans,
Sly & The Family Stone,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bob Dylan,
The Mojo Men,
Sonny Sharrock,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mr. Review,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Country Joe & The Fish,
John Foxx,
Scion,
Chrome,
Derrick Morgan,
Prince Buster,
The Standells,
Joe Finger,
Moebius,
Skarface,
Ultra Naté,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Public Enemy,
Alice Coltrane,
The Tremeloes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Malaria!,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Basic Channel,
D'Angelo,
Funky Four + One,
Massinfluence,
New York Dolls,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rosa Yemen,
R.M.O.,
Moby Grape,
Nas,
DJ Sneak,
Jeff Lynne,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.