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 Tuvalu and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Intrusion to the jazz 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 The Index. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Outsiders,
Donny Hathaway,
Royal Trux,
Gichy Dan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rod Modell,
The Knickerbockers,
X-Ray Spex,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Music Machine,
Ultra Naté,
Franke,
Reuben Wilson,
UT,
Pere Ubu,
Ornette Coleman,
Lower 48,
Cal Tjader,
The Martian,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jawbox,
Underground Resistance,
Crime,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Human League,
Make Up,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
F. McDonald,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gil Scott Heron,
James White and The Blacks,
Lakeside,
The Gladiators,
Anthony Braxton,
Boz Scaggs,
Severed Heads,
Newcleus,
Inner City,
Amon Düül II,
Simply Red,
Fugazi,
Pussy Galore,
Flamin' Groovies,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Stiv Bators,
Country Teasers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Davy DMX,
MDC,
Aswad,
Eve St. Jones,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The American Breed,
The Skatalites,
The Vogues,
Neu!,
Urselle,
The Associates,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.