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 United Kingdom and from Calgary.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 guitar 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 Quando Quango to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a U.S. Maple record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Morten Harket,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eurythmics,
Black Pus,
This Heat,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Funky Four + One,
Accadde A,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Spoonie Gee,
Tommy Roe,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Dawn Penn,
John Coltrane,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ohio Players,
Robert Wyatt,
Neu!,
Oneida,
Sound Behaviour,
Carl Craig,
EPMD,
Wasted Youth,
Goldenarms,
Yaz,
Drive Like Jehu,
Archie Shepp,
Yellowson,
DJ Style,
Anakelly,
Tom Boy,
The Electric Prunes,
Judy Mowatt,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dorothy Ashby,
Maleditus Sound,
LL Cool J,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sarah Menescal,
the Human League,
The American Breed,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Slits,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Quantec,
Siglo XX,
Drexciya,
Steve Hackett,
Darondo,
Newcleus,
The Smoke,
MC5,
Infiniti,
CMW,
KRS-One,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Index,
Panda Bear,
Brand Nubian,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.