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 Sudan 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Holger Czukay 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 X-Ray Spex to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Reagan Youth,
Pylon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gang of Four,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Golliwogs,
The Skatalites,
Theoretical Girls,
The Move,
Pierre Henry,
Lindisfarne,
The Toasters,
Mark Hollis,
Sugar Minott,
Morten Harket,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ten City,
The Selecter,
Mad Mike,
Brothers Johnson,
F. McDonald,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tim Buckley,
The Vogues,
Echospace,
Sun City Girls,
Aural Exciters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
U.S. Maple,
Matthew Halsall,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lucky Dragons,
Funkadelic,
Robert Görl,
The Kinks,
The Misunderstood,
the Association,
Masters at Work,
Barbara Tucker,
Underground Resistance,
Tomorrow,
Barrington Levy,
Niagra,
Ice-T,
The Last Poets,
James White and The Blacks,
Harry Pussy,
Joey Negro,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Circle Jerks,
Tommy Roe,
The Neon Judgement,
Boz Scaggs,
Althea and Donna,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Scientists,
Moss Icon,
Loose Ends,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.