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 Lebanon and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba 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 Barrington Levy to the disco 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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Scientists,
Boz Scaggs,
Unwound,
New Age Steppers,
The Techniques,
ABBA,
Monks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kerrie Biddell,
B.T. Express,
Pulsallama,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bobby Byrd,
Aaron Thompson,
Eric Copeland,
T. Rex,
kango's stein massive,
Marine Girls,
New Order,
David Bowie,
Zero Boys,
Organ,
The Dirtbombs,
Derrick May,
The Martian,
Marcia Griffiths,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Last Poets,
John Lydon,
Pantytec,
The Knickerbockers,
Morten Harket,
Dead Boys,
Drexciya,
Television,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Public Enemy,
Barrington Levy,
Metal Thangz,
Darondo,
Minnie Riperton,
Outsiders,
Sonic Youth,
cv313,
Underground Resistance,
Sun Ra,
Jeff Mills,
Young Marble Giants,
The Slackers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Moss Icon,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bad Manners,
Loose Ends,
Jandek,
Au Pairs,
Ponytail,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.