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 Venezuela and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Cairo.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rapeman to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Tim Buckley,
Scientists,
Davy DMX,
Lightning Bolt,
LL Cool J,
Neu!,
Bizarre Inc.,
Soft Machine,
Idris Muhammad,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Black Flag,
Leonard Cohen,
Black Sheep,
The Cure,
Susan Cadogan,
The American Breed,
Zapp,
Colin Newman,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
D'Angelo,
The Saints,
Pole,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rotary Connection,
June of 44,
Donny Hathaway,
Spandau Ballet,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Grauzone,
Desert Stars,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roy Ayers,
The Smoke,
Howard Jones,
Ludus,
Aaron Thompson,
Rekid,
Minor Threat,
Urselle,
Ten City,
PIL,
The Happenings,
Sandy B,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Neil Young,
Sarah Menescal,
Sound Behaviour,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Fugazi,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Searchers,
The Count Five,
Warren Ellis,
Index,
Popol Vuh,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Hasil Adkins,
Bob Dylan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.