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 Bhutan and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 synthesizer 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 Toni Rubio to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Peter and Kerry,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jeff Mills,
Silicon Teens,
Sun City Girls,
Technova,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Quantec,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Unwound,
Curtis Mayfield,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dual Sessions,
The Neon Judgement,
Rapeman,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Slackers,
Slick Rick,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Al Stewart,
Aloha Tigers,
David McCallum,
Au Pairs,
Clear Light,
Donny Hathaway,
Glenn Branca,
Graham Central Station,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lalo Schifrin,
OOIOO,
Excepter,
The Evens,
Liliput,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Durutti Column,
Minny Pops,
The Seeds,
Rotary Connection,
Traffic Nightmare,
D'Angelo,
Japan,
Sixth Finger,
The Grass Roots,
Gabor Szabo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sonny Sharrock,
10cc,
the Fania All-Stars,
Neil Young,
The Gories,
Stockholm Monsters,
Angry Samoans,
The Skatalites,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pagans,
These Immortal Souls,
Erykah Badu,
Harry Pussy,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.