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 Uruguay and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 linndrum 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 Slick Rick to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
D'Angelo,
Parry Music,
The Sonics,
Patti Smith,
Nico,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mark Hollis,
Stiv Bators,
Newcleus,
Lee Hazlewood,
Archie Shepp,
Toni Rubio,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nils Olav,
Bootsy Collins,
Q and Not U,
Tres Demented,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sight & Sound,
Jeff Mills,
Soft Machine,
Jacques Brel,
The New Christs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bobby Byrd,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Peter & Gordon,
Aloha Tigers,
Bluetip,
Michelle Simonal,
Underground Resistance,
Fatback Band,
Yellowson,
Arab on Radar,
Symarip,
The Buckinghams,
F. McDonald,
The Associates,
Procol Harum,
Rotary Connection,
Bill Wells,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ossler,
DNA,
In Retrospect,
Unwound,
Vainqueur,
Ohio Players,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fad Gadget,
Eric Copeland,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lightning Bolt,
The Trojans,
Skaos,
Iggy Pop,
Bush Tetras,
Young Marble Giants,
Franke,
John Cale,
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick.
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.