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 San Marino and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 808 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 Aaron Thompson 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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Lebanon Hanover,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Star Department,
Gang Gang Dance,
Organ,
Nation of Ulysses,
Anakelly,
Niagra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ronnie Foster,
Fad Gadget,
The Gun Club,
The Associates,
Warsaw,
Marvin Gaye,
Sparks,
Thee Headcoats,
MC5,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Angels of Light,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Wasted Youth,
the Bar-Kays,
Quantec,
Gichy Dan,
a-ha,
The Seeds,
Technova,
Ohio Players,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ponytail,
Juan Atkins,
Moss Icon,
Brick,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Thompson Twins,
The Dave Clark Five,
Reuben Wilson,
Cheater Slicks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eurythmics,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Gap Band,
Bobby Sherman,
World's Most,
The Move,
Man Parrish,
Fugazi,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Wake,
X-101,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Unwound,
Marshall Jefferson,
Flash Fearless,
Minutemen,
The Victims,
Ten City,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lungfish,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Con Funk Shun,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.