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 Nauru and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ 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 Brick to the rock 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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Smog,
AZ,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gregory Isaacs,
Intrusion,
Half Japanese,
Roxy Music,
The Real Kids,
The Victims,
The Monks,
Grandmaster Flash,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marine Girls,
Gil Scott Heron,
Adolescents,
Circle Jerks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fela Kuti,
Khruangbin,
Ken Boothe,
Erykah Badu,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Walker Brothers,
The Moody Blues,
Pole,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pantaleimon,
Ultravox,
U.S. Maple,
Malaria!,
Henry Cow,
Harmonia,
Minnie Riperton,
Television Personalities,
Faraquet,
Kurtis Blow,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Skatalites,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Robert Hood,
UT,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tubeway Army,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Count Five,
Can,
Delta 5,
The Blackbyrds,
Qualms,
CMW,
EPMD,
La Düsseldorf,
Jacob Miller,
The Five Americans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Human League,
Tears for Fears,
B.T. Express,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.