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 Eritrea and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rotary Connection to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Y Pants,
Sonic Youth,
John Holt,
Faust,
The Pop Group,
Scion,
Subhumans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Stetsasonic,
Frankie Knuckles,
Freddie Wadling,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Sound,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Roy Ayers,
The Remains,
Harpers Bizarre,
Monks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nik Kershaw,
Q and Not U,
Nico,
The Associates,
Slave,
Letta Mbulu,
Dual Sessions,
Joy Division,
Brick,
Colin Newman,
Piero Umiliani,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
K-Klass,
Barbara Tucker,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobby Sherman,
Groovy Waters,
Gang Green,
World's Most,
Ultimate Spinach,
Yazoo,
cv313,
Tres Demented,
Electric Prunes,
Lindisfarne,
Soul II Soul,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Seeds,
Scratch Acid,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pere Ubu,
Make Up,
Hardrive,
Eddi Front,
Fatback Band,
The Leaves,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.