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 Greece and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Milan.
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 marimba 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 The Monochrome Set to the rock 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Royal Trux,
New Age Steppers,
Pagans,
Eddi Front,
Stiv Bators,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Shuggie Otis,
Albert Ayler,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Minnie Riperton,
The Star Department,
Neil Young,
Symarip,
Toni Rubio,
Delta 5,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sound Behaviour,
Alison Limerick,
Josef K,
Reuben Wilson,
T.S.O.L.,
Suburban Knight,
Kenny Larkin,
The Fuzztones,
Television,
The Busters,
Country Teasers,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Cowsills,
Vainqueur,
Rufus Thomas,
The Gladiators,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Normal,
Sex Pistols,
Q and Not U,
The Sonics,
Robert Görl,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Hasil Adkins,
The United States of America,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Visage,
E-Dancer,
Outsiders,
Skarface,
The Mojo Men,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Gap Band,
Lou Christie,
The Velvet Underground,
Roxette,
Soft Machine,
These Immortal Souls,
Echospace,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Durutti Column,
The Leaves,
Eric B and Rakim,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.