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 Estonia and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Robert Görl 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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Starr record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
The Young Rascals,
OOIOO,
Black Bananas,
Con Funk Shun,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Deepchord,
Cecil Taylor,
The Fall,
L. Decosne,
Cameo,
The United States of America,
Underground Resistance,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rakim,
Reuben Wilson,
The Monks,
Y Pants,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Icehouse,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marmalade,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
X-101,
Inner City,
Bauhaus,
UT,
Section 25,
In Retrospect,
Heaven 17,
The Searchers,
Ken Boothe,
Danielle Patucci,
Byron Stingily,
Donny Hathaway,
The Gories,
Erykah Badu,
Shuggie Otis,
Tim Buckley,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Intrusion,
Marcia Griffiths,
These Immortal Souls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grey Daturas,
The Tremeloes,
MC5,
Schoolly D,
Hasil Adkins,
Man Eating Sloth,
Brick,
The Wake,
Eric Dolphy,
Banda Bassotti,
The Raincoats,
Suburban Knight,
David Bowie,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.