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 Grenada and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the rock 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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
Peter and Kerry,
Groovy Waters,
Moss Icon,
Nas,
The Music Machine,
Accadde A,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joe Smooth,
Theoretical Girls,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Q65,
John Holt,
Organ,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Residents,
Arab on Radar,
Sam Rivers,
Rites of Spring,
Slave,
Neu!,
Ten City,
Half Japanese,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Aaron Thompson,
Drexciya,
Dual Sessions,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Quando Quango,
Big Daddy Kane,
Altered Images,
Lungfish,
Derrick Morgan,
Mission of Burma,
Sonic Youth,
Joensuu 1685,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sun City Girls,
The Techniques,
Qualms,
CMW,
Warsaw,
Davy DMX,
Saccharine Trust,
Urselle,
Minnie Riperton,
Skarface,
The Star Department,
Eve St. Jones,
Kevin Saunderson,
Don Cherry,
The Cowsills,
Mary Jane Girls,
Scratch Acid,
Zapp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Junior Murvin,
Toni Rubio,
Bobby Byrd,
The Raincoats,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.