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 Greece and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lakeside to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glambeats Corp. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Marmalade,
The Monochrome Set,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Essential Logic,
Iggy Pop,
Pantytec,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Durutti Column,
Yusef Lateef,
The Associates,
Icehouse,
The Raincoats,
Fear,
KRS-One,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Silicon Teens,
The Human League,
Johnny Clarke,
Aloha Tigers,
B.T. Express,
Rekid,
Quadrant,
Jacques Brel,
Niagra,
The Slackers,
Excepter,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rapeman,
Panda Bear,
Rhythm & Sound,
UT,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Busters,
Main Source,
Japan,
The Grass Roots,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Cramps,
Television Personalities,
Q65,
The Standells,
Ronnie Foster,
Accadde A,
Eddi Front,
Kerrie Biddell,
Crispy Ambulance,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Adolescents,
Boz Scaggs,
Schoolly D,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Hardrive,
Eden Ahbez,
Circle Jerks,
Mandrill,
Nik Kershaw,
Kerri Chandler,
Arthur Verocai,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.