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 Tanzania and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Hong Kong.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Eden Ahbez to the rap 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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lebanon Hanover,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mars,
Tropical Tobacco,
Barclay James Harvest,
Robert Wyatt,
The Vogues,
DJ Style,
Black Bananas,
John Foxx,
Brass Construction,
A Certain Ratio,
Amon Düül II,
48th St. Collective,
Todd Terry,
L. Decosne,
Ohio Players,
Robert Hood,
Gang Gang Dance,
Wally Richardson,
Nirvana,
Janne Schatter,
the Bar-Kays,
Roxy Music,
Prince Buster,
Hot Snakes,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Cecil Taylor,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Move,
Khruangbin,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Selecter,
Yusef Lateef,
Country Teasers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dawn Penn,
Theoretical Girls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Thee Headcoats,
Tim Buckley,
Lungfish,
Bizarre Inc.,
Carl Craig,
Hardrive,
Chris & Cosey,
Desert Stars,
The Red Krayola,
Heaven 17,
Quando Quango,
Model 500,
Sly & The Family Stone,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Monolake,
Pantytec,
Newcleus,
Deepchord,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.