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 Malaysia and from Tehran.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe 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 Babytalk to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sex Pistols,
Johnny Clarke,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Searchers,
David Axelrod,
Josef K,
Marmalade,
New York Dolls,
Eric Dolphy,
Rakim,
Animal Collective,
the Soft Cell,
Eli Mardock,
Robert Wyatt,
Lucky Dragons,
Alice Coltrane,
Charles Mingus,
Ossler,
Agent Orange,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Misunderstood,
The Velvet Underground,
Ornette Coleman,
Nirvana,
Jeru the Damaja,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
La Düsseldorf,
H. Thieme,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Intrusion,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Davy DMX,
Don Cherry,
Wire,
Lee Hazlewood,
Youth Brigade,
kango's stein massive,
Sun City Girls,
The Five Americans,
Heaven 17,
Unwound,
Das Ding,
Con Funk Shun,
Arthur Verocai,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Wally Richardson,
Junior Murvin,
DNA,
Carl Craig,
Camouflage,
The Residents,
Sonic Youth,
Rites of Spring,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Index,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Stereo Dub,
Black Bananas,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.