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 Israel and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes 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 Rosa Yemen to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sound. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobby Womack,
Pierre Henry,
Faraquet,
Organ,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gang Green,
Thompson Twins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DJ Sneak,
Delon & Dalcan,
New Age Steppers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kayak,
Swans,
Slave,
Bill Near,
Marine Girls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Stereo Dub,
Sight & Sound,
Chris Corsano,
Avey Tare,
The Cosmic Jokers,
R.M.O.,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Fire Engines,
The Cowsills,
Cal Tjader,
The Dirtbombs,
Khruangbin,
James White and The Blacks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kool Moe Dee,
Prince Buster,
Joensuu 1685,
Sonny Sharrock,
Donny Hathaway,
Henry Cow,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Crash Course in Science,
Tim Buckley,
Mark Hollis,
DNA,
Todd Terry,
Lower 48,
Fugazi,
Fat Boys,
Dark Day,
Dead Boys,
T. Rex,
Ronan,
Johnny Osbourne,
CMW,
The Victims,
The Remains,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.