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 Sweden and from Delhi.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 harpsichord 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 Sparks to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Babytalk,
Delon & Dalcan,
Monks,
James White and The Blacks,
The Leaves,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quantec,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Shoche,
Hardrive,
D'Angelo,
Chrome,
MDC,
The Invisible,
The Pop Group,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Intrusion,
Godley & Creme,
Cal Tjader,
Joe Smooth,
Kas Product,
Organ,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Modern Lovers,
The Cramps,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jeff Mills,
Al Stewart,
Isaac Hayes,
Lower 48,
X-102,
The Fuzztones,
Bill Wells,
Bizarre Inc.,
Spoonie Gee,
Infiniti,
Chris Corsano,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Eden Ahbez,
Magma,
the Germs,
Neu!,
Crispy Ambulance,
Boredoms,
Pylon,
Cymande,
Toni Rubio,
Arab on Radar,
The Doors,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
H. Thieme,
Crime,
The Busters,
Agitation Free,
Nas,
Marshall Jefferson,
Khruangbin,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Funkadelic,
Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day.
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.