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 South Sudan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scan 7 to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
UT,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
K-Klass,
Adolescents,
June Days,
Rufus Thomas,
Bang On A Can,
Boredoms,
Judy Mowatt,
Fear,
Colin Newman,
Joyce Sims,
Soul Sonic Force,
JFA,
Idris Muhammad,
Jeff Lynne,
Scott Walker,
Juan Atkins,
Niagra,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Remains,
Black Flag,
Duran Duran,
World's Most,
Todd Terry,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sun Ra,
Camberwell Now,
Alphaville,
Swell Maps,
Cheater Slicks,
Jerry's Kids,
Fluxion,
The Human League,
Flash Fearless,
The Misunderstood,
Thompson Twins,
Agitation Free,
Sight & Sound,
Pere Ubu,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Infiniti,
X-102,
Eurythmics,
Warsaw,
Dual Sessions,
Amazonics,
Anakelly,
The Monks,
Albert Ayler,
The Fire Engines,
ABBA,
The Martian,
Leonard Cohen,
Lebanon Hanover,
Swans,
John Lydon,
DNA,
Nirvana,
Blake Baxter,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
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.