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 Haiti and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pharoah Sanders to the techno 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eddi Front,
Maleditus Sound,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ponytail,
Sound Behaviour,
Maurizio,
The Blues Magoos,
Moby Grape,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ultravox,
Todd Terry,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Chris Corsano,
Charles Mingus,
The Modern Lovers,
The Motions,
Rapeman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tomorrow,
Marc Almond,
Jacob Miller,
Jawbox,
The Young Rascals,
the Association,
Make Up,
Monolake,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Count Five,
Lower 48,
The Monochrome Set,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
JFA,
Davy DMX,
Delta 5,
Buzzcocks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cluster,
Gang Gang Dance,
Johnny Osbourne,
Country Teasers,
Terry Callier,
Mars,
The Alarm Clocks,
Boz Scaggs,
Nirvana,
MDC,
Reuben Wilson,
Bill Wells,
Porter Ricks,
Negative Approach,
Gang of Four,
Drive Like Jehu,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Hasil Adkins,
Connie Case,
Leonard Cohen,
Agitation Free,
Idris Muhammad,
Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B.
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.