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 Kuwait and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Lou Reed 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 Animal Collective to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kerrie Biddell,
Magazine,
Popol Vuh,
The Blackbyrds,
MDC,
Man Eating Sloth,
Section 25,
Sound Behaviour,
Grauzone,
Radiopuhelimet,
Danielle Patucci,
Marmalade,
Aural Exciters,
Barclay James Harvest,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mo-Dettes,
The Seeds,
Ronnie Foster,
Los Fastidios,
Wings,
Zero Boys,
R.M.O.,
Sparks,
Ponytail,
Eyeless In Gaza,
John Lydon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Accadde A,
The Cowsills,
Qualms,
The Black Dice,
Piero Umiliani,
Supertramp,
Swell Maps,
The United States of America,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Durutti Column,
Visage,
Archie Shepp,
Arcadia,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Association,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Skriet,
The Grass Roots,
DJ Sneak,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Chris & Cosey,
Con Funk Shun,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camouflage,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mr. Review,
The Raincoats,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Amon Düül II,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.