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 Grenada and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Marvin Gaye to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Suicide,
Lee Hazlewood,
Groovy Waters,
The Martian,
Jeff Mills,
The Evens,
Banda Bassotti,
Heaven 17,
Donny Hathaway,
Intrusion,
the Germs,
Schoolly D,
Agitation Free,
Peter and Kerry,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scott Walker,
The Slackers,
Wings,
Saccharine Trust,
Newcleus,
China Crisis,
Malaria!,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Country Teasers,
The Sonics,
Rod Modell,
Pierre Henry,
Soft Machine,
The Divine Comedy,
The Music Machine,
Crispy Ambulance,
Grandmaster Flash,
Vainqueur,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Index,
Sonic Youth,
The Searchers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pantaleimon,
Lou Christie,
Slave,
Gichy Dan,
Stetsasonic,
The Litter,
48th St. Collective,
Anakelly,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bill Wells,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lightning Bolt,
Parry Music,
Q65,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Scion,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Warsaw,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.