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 Syria and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bob Dylan to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Ice-T,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Monks,
Marine Girls,
Andrew Hill,
Popol Vuh,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fela Kuti,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Aloha Tigers,
Archie Shepp,
Throbbing Gristle,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Connie Case,
Ronnie Foster,
Yellowson,
Minnie Riperton,
John Cale,
The Searchers,
cv313,
H. Thieme,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Monks,
Essential Logic,
Motorama,
Eddi Front,
Bang On A Can,
Jacob Miller,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Niagra,
Ohio Players,
Erykah Badu,
Nils Olav,
Johnny Clarke,
Matthew Bourne,
JFA,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Stooges,
Toni Rubio,
Mark Hollis,
The Human League,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Graham Central Station,
Stockholm Monsters,
Angry Samoans,
Albert Ayler,
Q and Not U,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Harry Pussy,
Scott Walker,
New Age Steppers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Godley & Creme,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Amazonics,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Babytalk,
Lakeside,
The Modern Lovers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.