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 Guyana and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 rhodes 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 The Alarm Clocks to the jazz 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Tomorrow,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Soulsonic Force,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Wings,
Barclay James Harvest,
Los Fastidios,
Fat Boys,
B.T. Express,
Colin Newman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mr. Review,
Hashim,
Ten City,
The American Breed,
Amon Düül,
Negative Approach,
Metal Thangz,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Drive Like Jehu,
Minor Threat,
ABC,
The Names,
The Electric Prunes,
Gang of Four,
Isaac Hayes,
Deakin,
Crash Course in Science,
Roxette,
Youth Brigade,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Goldenarms,
Whodini,
Trumans Water,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Soft Machine,
OOIOO,
The Happenings,
The Searchers,
The Fuzztones,
Eli Mardock,
Public Enemy,
Donny Hathaway,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Skaos,
Public Image Ltd.,
Maurizio,
Agitation Free,
The Litter,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Suburban Knight,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Byron Stingily,
Stereo Dub,
Rufus Thomas,
Q and Not U,
MDC,
The Skatalites,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.