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 Cameroon and from Johannesburg.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Mission of Burma to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Unwound,
Lalann,
Sam Rivers,
The Vogues,
Mary Jane Girls,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Scrapy,
Lakeside,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Livin' Joy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Young Marble Giants,
Nas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Quantec,
Bronski Beat,
Suicide,
Michelle Simonal,
Albert Ayler,
Desert Stars,
Arcadia,
The Last Poets,
The Victims,
Inner City,
Sister Nancy,
Nick Fraelich,
Erasure,
the Fania All-Stars,
Graham Central Station,
La Düsseldorf,
X-101,
Scratch Acid,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Faraquet,
The Associates,
Crash Course in Science,
Black Bananas,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nik Kershaw,
Banda Bassotti,
cv313,
The Monochrome Set,
The Red Krayola,
The Black Dice,
E-Dancer,
The Count Five,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scott Walker,
Echospace,
Mo-Dettes,
Scion,
Clear Light,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lindisfarne,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Swans,
Eurythmics,
Black Moon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.