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 Liberia and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 snare 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 David Bowie to the rap 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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Eric Dolphy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Standells,
New Age Steppers,
Khruangbin,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Slackers,
Goldenarms,
Thee Headcoats,
Charles Mingus,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Can,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Index,
Zero Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Underground Resistance,
This Heat,
Jerry's Kids,
Donny Hathaway,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ronan,
Section 25,
Bluetip,
Arcadia,
F. McDonald,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Donald Byrd,
The Music Machine,
Symarip,
The Offenders,
Eli Mardock,
Jeff Mills,
Marine Girls,
The Dirtbombs,
Mission of Burma,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Sonics,
the Germs,
kango's stein massive,
The Electric Prunes,
Dorothy Ashby,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Depeche Mode,
The Litter,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gang Starr,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.