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 Mexico and from Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin 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 Fatback Band to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gang Gang Dance,
Zapp,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Patti Smith,
K-Klass,
Masters at Work,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Byron Stingily,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ultra Naté,
Cluster,
Interpol,
Liliput,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sandy B,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Scott Walker,
Black Bananas,
Roy Ayers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Animal Collective,
Nick Fraelich,
Freddie Wadling,
Youth Brigade,
New York Dolls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sound Behaviour,
Model 500,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bobbi Humphrey,
L. Decosne,
MDC,
Infiniti,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Human League,
Flipper,
The Fortunes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sugar Minott,
Sun Ra,
Can,
This Heat,
Mr. Review,
Rotary Connection,
Essential Logic,
Lalann,
Public Enemy,
Kayak,
Eve St. Jones,
The Moody Blues,
The Doors,
Delta 5,
Erasure,
The Stooges,
Hardrive,
The Monochrome Set,
The Count Five,
Metal Thangz,
Circle Jerks,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.