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 Belize and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Michael McDonald 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 The Barracudas to the techno 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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Kaleidoscope,
Flamin' Groovies,
Skriet,
Kayak,
Livin' Joy,
Leonard Cohen,
Harry Pussy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Oblivians,
Kevin Saunderson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Popol Vuh,
Alison Limerick,
The Sound,
The Golliwogs,
Rufus Thomas,
Blancmange,
Jeru the Damaja,
Marmalade,
Dennis Brown,
Ronnie Foster,
Franke,
Andrew Hill,
Tres Demented,
Fatback Band,
Dave Gahan,
The Blackbyrds,
Ultimate Spinach,
DJ Style,
Minor Threat,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Durutti Column,
Ludus,
Parry Music,
Arab on Radar,
The Count Five,
Swans,
Clear Light,
Sam Rivers,
the Germs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Television,
Aural Exciters,
Marshall Jefferson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
K-Klass,
the Sonics,
Lebanon Hanover,
Wings,
cv313,
Prince Buster,
The J.B.'s,
Nick Fraelich,
DJ Sneak,
X-101,
Model 500,
Index,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Gories,
New Age Steppers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.