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 New Zealand and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 New Age Steppers to the disco 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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pere Ubu,
Vladislav Delay,
E-Dancer,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eden Ahbez,
Marcia Griffiths,
Funky Four + One,
Barry Ungar,
Blossom Toes,
Agitation Free,
Clear Light,
Subhumans,
Camouflage,
Essential Logic,
DJ Sneak,
Hot Snakes,
The Stooges,
Nico,
Laurel Aitken,
Girls At Our Best!,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sugar Minott,
Hasil Adkins,
Isaac Hayes,
Bill Wells,
Lightning Bolt,
Deadbeat,
Rekid,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Velvet Underground,
Excepter,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Misunderstood,
Popol Vuh,
Amon Düül II,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Heaven 17,
Derrick May,
Public Enemy,
R.M.O.,
Nick Fraelich,
Slick Rick,
Aswad,
OOIOO,
Jerry Gold Smith,
AZ,
Depeche Mode,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Yazoo,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Crash Course in Science,
Gil Scott Heron,
Althea and Donna,
Oblivians,
Joensuu 1685,
Donald Byrd,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sonny Sharrock,
Electric Prunes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Television Personalities,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.