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 Belize and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 organ 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the techno 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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Royal Trux,
The Blackbyrds,
The Motions,
Fela Kuti,
Half Japanese,
Radiopuhelimet,
Man Parrish,
48th St. Collective,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Judy Mowatt,
The Remains,
Kurtis Blow,
Hashim,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Archie Shepp,
Dennis Brown,
Electric Prunes,
Maleditus Sound,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kaleidoscope,
Yusef Lateef,
the Slits,
Youth Brigade,
Rotary Connection,
Grandmaster Flash,
Babytalk,
The Count Five,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Minutemen,
Junior Murvin,
Brick,
Dave Gahan,
Idris Muhammad,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Monolake,
Gichy Dan,
Popol Vuh,
Animal Collective,
DJ Sneak,
Marvin Gaye,
The Five Americans,
Janne Schatter,
World's Most,
Nils Olav,
Patti Smith,
Heaven 17,
Procol Harum,
La Düsseldorf,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
MDC,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mr. Review,
PIL,
Hasil Adkins,
Minny Pops,
Barbara Tucker,
Roxy Music,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Con Funk Shun,
Reagan Youth,
Television Personalities,
Metal Thangz,
Negative Approach,
The Young Rascals,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.