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 Somalia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Wake to the disco 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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Black Pus,
David Bowie,
Lindisfarne,
The Black Dice,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Count Five,
Ponytail,
Godley & Creme,
Metal Thangz,
Bobby Sherman,
Masters at Work,
Wolf Eyes,
Tommy Roe,
Cecil Taylor,
Connie Case,
The Birthday Party,
Kaleidoscope,
Dave Gahan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Flash Fearless,
Lyres,
Mr. Review,
Vainqueur,
Bobby Womack,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pantaleimon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pere Ubu,
One Last Wish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Los Fastidios,
Eric Dolphy,
In Retrospect,
Section 25,
Barry Ungar,
Gong,
Moss Icon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Dirtbombs,
Sister Nancy,
Bauhaus,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Zapp,
Organ,
Oneida,
Nas,
Anthony Braxton,
Byron Stingily,
The New Christs,
Bill Wells,
The Dead C,
Basic Channel,
Unwound,
The Trojans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mantronix,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
R.M.O.,
Steve Hackett,
Soulsonic Force,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.