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 Mali and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Aaron Thompson to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Barrington Levy,
Radiohead,
Tommy Roe,
David Bowie,
Terry Callier,
Half Japanese,
Flamin' Groovies,
Average White Band,
Scientists,
Suburban Knight,
The Dead C,
Moss Icon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Mojo Men,
Gregory Isaacs,
This Heat,
Loose Ends,
The Names,
Sonic Youth,
Hashim,
Surgeon,
Icehouse,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
JFA,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Quadrant,
Duran Duran,
Pulsallama,
Ten City,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Interpol,
The Standells,
OOIOO,
Buzzcocks,
The Moody Blues,
Anakelly,
Japan,
Chris Corsano,
New Order,
Bauhaus,
Motorama,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Fad Gadget,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Knickerbockers,
The Move,
Charles Mingus,
Joe Finger,
Warren Ellis,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Can,
Masters at Work,
The Alarm Clocks,
Agitation Free,
Scan 7,
Los Fastidios,
Barclay James Harvest,
Royal Trux,
H. Thieme,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.