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 Bulgaria and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 808 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 Maurizio to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
China Crisis,
Shuggie Otis,
Maleditus Sound,
Rotary Connection,
Glambeats Corp.,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pulsallama,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sonic Youth,
Japan,
Morten Harket,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Blake Baxter,
The Sonics,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Black Moon,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Delta 5,
Janne Schatter,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Carl Craig,
Dorothy Ashby,
Aural Exciters,
The Five Americans,
T. Rex,
Pere Ubu,
The Standells,
Das Ding,
Scion,
Warren Ellis,
Second Layer,
Patti Smith,
David McCallum,
Von Mondo,
Harry Pussy,
Y Pants,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bootsy Collins,
Massinfluence,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gerry Rafferty,
Grauzone,
a-ha,
Pet Shop Boys,
Chris Corsano,
Arcadia,
Max Romeo,
Bauhaus,
Negative Approach,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Pop Group,
June Days,
Jacques Brel,
Kas Product,
New York Dolls,
Lebanon Hanover,
Joe Smooth,
The Red Krayola,
Idris Muhammad,
Lindisfarne,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.