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 Djibouti and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Columbus and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 güiro 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 Kevin Saunderson to the grime 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Judy Mowatt,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kayak,
Slick Rick,
The Residents,
Roy Ayers,
UT,
Morten Harket,
Sandy B,
L. Decosne,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Swans,
Charles Mingus,
Barrington Levy,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sixth Finger,
Royal Trux,
Siglo XX,
Echospace,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
This Heat,
Zapp,
X-102,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Altered Images,
Blancmange,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Josef K,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gong,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wire,
Todd Rundgren,
The Searchers,
The Selecter,
Carl Craig,
Minny Pops,
Theoretical Girls,
Lungfish,
Althea and Donna,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
FM Einheit,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Angels of Light,
Sonny Sharrock,
Smog,
Joe Finger,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sarah Menescal,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Japan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Arab on Radar,
Black Bananas,
Tim Buckley,
Robert Hood,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Gun Club,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.