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 Paraguay and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar 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 Mr. Review to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rakim,
Juan Atkins,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Chrome,
The Red Krayola,
Organ,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sandy B,
Todd Rundgren,
Eli Mardock,
New Age Steppers,
Ronnie Foster,
Jimmy McGriff,
Silicon Teens,
Intrusion,
Iggy Pop,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sixth Finger,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eric B and Rakim,
Suburban Knight,
kango's stein massive,
Slave,
Qualms,
Groovy Waters,
Brick,
Eurythmics,
the Swans,
The Sound,
Robert Hood,
Junior Murvin,
Faraquet,
Altered Images,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Isaac Hayes,
Tom Boy,
Marmalade,
Au Pairs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Man Eating Sloth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Sisters of Mercy,
10cc,
Reagan Youth,
Eddi Front,
The Cure,
Lower 48,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Joey Negro,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Public Enemy,
The Zeros,
Deepchord,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Flash Fearless,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.