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 Ivory Coast and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gap Band to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Germs. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barry Ungar,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Amazonics,
Pole,
Derrick Morgan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Matthew Bourne,
Moss Icon,
Oneida,
X-Ray Spex,
Sixth Finger,
Lyres,
The Beau Brummels,
Deepchord,
Maleditus Sound,
The Tremeloes,
Archie Shepp,
Depeche Mode,
Alison Limerick,
Gang Green,
Piero Umiliani,
The Cramps,
Skriet,
Bang On A Can,
The Busters,
Bob Dylan,
Brand Nubian,
Delta 5,
Danielle Patucci,
Scrapy,
Minor Threat,
Sun Ra,
The Offenders,
Soulsonic Force,
Pagans,
Bad Manners,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Dorothy Ashby,
Country Teasers,
Barbara Tucker,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
H. Thieme,
Aural Exciters,
Sound Behaviour,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Livin' Joy,
Patti Smith,
Camberwell Now,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Wally Richardson,
James White and The Blacks,
Sandy B,
Fluxion,
The Gladiators,
Camouflage,
Whodini,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.