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 Tunisia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the guitar 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 Agitation Free to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Maurizio,
Interpol,
Q65,
Blossom Toes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Hoover,
Albert Ayler,
Wally Richardson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Skarface,
Animal Collective,
Eli Mardock,
Hot Snakes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Saccharine Trust,
The Gories,
The Divine Comedy,
Mad Mike,
The J.B.'s,
Barclay James Harvest,
KRS-One,
Blake Baxter,
John Coltrane,
Prince Buster,
Agent Orange,
Howard Jones,
Japan,
PIL,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cheater Slicks,
The Wake,
Frankie Knuckles,
These Immortal Souls,
Yaz,
Sexual Harrassment,
Graham Central Station,
Panda Bear,
the Bar-Kays,
Marcia Griffiths,
Porter Ricks,
Cymande,
Slick Rick,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Anakelly,
Essential Logic,
Crime,
Boredoms,
Yusef Lateef,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Qualms,
Radio Birdman,
Grey Daturas,
Max Romeo,
The Human League,
Ten City,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Black Bananas,
Leonard Cohen,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.