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 Sierra Leone and from Stockholm.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sam Rivers to the rock 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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance 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 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
cv313,
Stiv Bators,
The Gap Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Aaron Thompson,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Radiopuhelimet,
Alice Coltrane,
Outsiders,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Arthur Verocai,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jacques Brel,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scratch Acid,
Delon & Dalcan,
MC5,
Stockholm Monsters,
Stetsasonic,
Adolescents,
Rites of Spring,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Grass Roots,
The Techniques,
Camouflage,
Peter and Kerry,
Blake Baxter,
T.S.O.L.,
Television Personalities,
Marine Girls,
Warren Ellis,
John Cale,
The Dirtbombs,
Derrick May,
Fatback Band,
Ice-T,
Carl Craig,
Roger Hodgson,
The Star Department,
Oneida,
Hardrive,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Reed,
the Sonics,
Ralphi Rosario,
Animal Collective,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
KRS-One,
Banda Bassotti,
Soul II Soul,
Susan Cadogan,
Scott Walker,
Soul Sonic Force,
Japan,
Ultra Naté,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.