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 Barbados and from Houston.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Scratch Acid to the funk 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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
DJ Sneak,
Amazonics,
The Gap Band,
The Toasters,
One Last Wish,
The Knickerbockers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mark Hollis,
Laurel Aitken,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Minny Pops,
Cal Tjader,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Heaven 17,
Sällskapet,
Maleditus Sound,
The Count Five,
Tommy Roe,
Robert Wyatt,
Pharoah Sanders,
Archie Shepp,
Young Marble Giants,
Das Ding,
Suicide,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eric Copeland,
Sparks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
La Düsseldorf,
Trumans Water,
Ponytail,
Wire,
Easy Going,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crime,
Pere Ubu,
the Normal,
Outsiders,
Derrick May,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Shuggie Otis,
Wings,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Warren Ellis,
Jacques Brel,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Aloha Tigers,
the Sonics,
Minor Threat,
Country Teasers,
Eurythmics,
The Neon Judgement,
Kerrie Biddell,
EPMD,
The Electric Prunes,
DNA, DNA, DNA, DNA.
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.