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 Rwanda 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the punk 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
the Human League,
Cluster,
Bobby Womack,
Jimmy McGriff,
Aaron Thompson,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Germs,
Swell Maps,
Loose Ends,
Al Stewart,
The Sonics,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Aural Exciters,
Black Moon,
Jawbox,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ultra Naté,
Intrusion,
R.M.O.,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Kinks,
Ponytail,
The Standells,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kenny Larkin,
The Zeros,
Zero Boys,
Moebius,
Joensuu 1685,
Minnie Riperton,
Isaac Hayes,
Ultravox,
Severed Heads,
Bobby Hutcherson,
DJ Style,
Lucky Dragons,
Sam Rivers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Coltrane,
Eric Dolphy,
Quadrant,
Carl Craig,
Graham Central Station,
Scan 7,
Ralphi Rosario,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Maurizio,
The Move,
UT,
Y Pants,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Siglo XX,
The Count Five,
Alton Ellis,
Goldenarms,
KRS-One,
The Trojans,
Roger Hodgson,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
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.