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 Singapore and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the sitar 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 Shuggie Otis to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Cecil Taylor,
The Motions,
Avey Tare,
The Neon Judgement,
the Bar-Kays,
F. McDonald,
The Cure,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Velvet Underground,
Mad Mike,
Warren Ellis,
The Mummies,
Tubeway Army,
Heaven 17,
The Count Five,
Index,
Black Bananas,
Minor Threat,
The Angels of Light,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Harry Pussy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eric Dolphy,
Yazoo,
The Victims,
Fear,
Ronan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nick Fraelich,
Deadbeat,
Simply Red,
The Fall,
Q65,
Pole,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Scrapy,
Scientists,
Smog,
Bobby Womack,
Byron Stingily,
The New Christs,
Gang Gang Dance,
Outsiders,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mr. Review,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lou Reed,
Lalo Schifrin,
Patti Smith,
The Cramps,
Brand Nubian,
Letta Mbulu,
Donny Hathaway,
Duran Duran,
Freddie Wadling,
Sister Nancy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Alice Coltrane,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.