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 Ivory Coast and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 marimba 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 Niagra to the funk 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 The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes 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 '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 Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Michelle Simonal,
Radio Birdman,
Eric Copeland,
The Moody Blues,
Camberwell Now,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Maleditus Sound,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rapeman,
Easy Going,
Audionom,
Joy Division,
EPMD,
Piero Umiliani,
Wire,
Popol Vuh,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Black Sheep,
Lower 48,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Niagra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mission of Burma,
X-Ray Spex,
The Names,
The Shadows of Knight,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rakim,
Kas Product,
Arab on Radar,
The Birthday Party,
Swans,
Anakelly,
Gabor Szabo,
Dennis Brown,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Surgeon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rufus Thomas,
Henry Cow,
Andrew Hill,
Eden Ahbez,
The Kinks,
KRS-One,
Gang Gang Dance,
Terry Callier,
Robert Wyatt,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cheater Slicks,
Don Cherry,
La Düsseldorf,
Adolescents,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Yaz,
Animal Collective,
Todd Rundgren,
John Lydon,
Sound Behaviour,
Black Pus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.