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 Madagascar and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 CMW to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Selecter,
Intrusion,
Country Teasers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
MC5,
The Standells,
Second Layer,
The Move,
Goldenarms,
Carl Craig,
Sparks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Michelle Simonal,
The Smiths,
Blancmange,
Underground Resistance,
UT,
The Index,
Monks,
Minnie Riperton,
Rites of Spring,
The Sound,
Donny Hathaway,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sun Ra,
Livin' Joy,
Ludus,
Idris Muhammad,
Interpol,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Faraquet,
Massinfluence,
Siglo XX,
Bronski Beat,
Peter & Gordon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Pop Group,
The Blackbyrds,
Quantec,
Con Funk Shun,
Cluster,
Eden Ahbez,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Doobie Brothers,
Godley & Creme,
Clear Light,
The American Breed,
Monolake,
Colin Newman,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Dead C,
Das Ding,
Faust,
R.M.O.,
Spoonie Gee,
Barbara Tucker,
Circle Jerks,
James White and The Blacks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Peter and Kerry,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.