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 Japan and from Lagos.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Star Department to the jazz 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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Slits,
Terry Callier,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Underground Resistance,
Section 25,
The Neon Judgement,
The Smoke,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Technova,
The Zeros,
Jandek,
The Busters,
kango's stein massive,
Sam Rivers,
Tomorrow,
Negative Approach,
Magazine,
Bush Tetras,
Archie Shepp,
Vladislav Delay,
X-101,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Cowsills,
The Offenders,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Crime,
Isaac Hayes,
Heaven 17,
Ken Boothe,
Jeff Lynne,
the Sonics,
Inner City,
Public Enemy,
Mr. Review,
Japan,
Pere Ubu,
Jesper Dahlback,
Junior Murvin,
The Gories,
Alison Limerick,
Babytalk,
Pantytec,
Man Parrish,
Accadde A,
Minnie Riperton,
Radiohead,
Cluster,
Spandau Ballet,
New York Dolls,
Joe Finger,
Duran Duran,
The Last Poets,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Electric Prunes,
Gichy Dan,
These Immortal Souls,
Liliput,
Soulsonic Force,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Trojans,
Ornette Coleman,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.