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 Denmark and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 arpeggiator 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 The American Breed to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids 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?
KRS-One,
Yaz,
Simply Red,
Grey Daturas,
Ice-T,
The Fire Engines,
Suburban Knight,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Vladislav Delay,
The Monks,
Freddie Wadling,
Ronan,
ABC,
The Busters,
Radiohead,
The Smoke,
Panda Bear,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Grass Roots,
The Victims,
Henry Cow,
The Residents,
Ponytail,
Pussy Galore,
Flash Fearless,
Tres Demented,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lindisfarne,
Jandek,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Andrew Hill,
Cymande,
Todd Terry,
Neu!,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Modern Lovers,
Shuggie Otis,
Moss Icon,
Minor Threat,
The Mummies,
Kerri Chandler,
Fela Kuti,
Scratch Acid,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eric Dolphy,
Los Fastidios,
Grandmaster Flash,
Joensuu 1685,
Agent Orange,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Sound,
Marmalade,
Flipper,
Audionom,
The Fortunes,
Amon Düül II,
Jacob Miller,
Laurel Aitken,
David McCallum,
Jeff Mills,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Count Five,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.