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 Maldives 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Robert Palmer 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Cymande,
Man Parrish,
Visage,
Gang Starr,
Q and Not U,
The Sonics,
One Last Wish,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gichy Dan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Michelle Simonal,
Maleditus Sound,
Groovy Waters,
The Index,
The Fall,
The Gun Club,
Echospace,
Susan Cadogan,
Nick Fraelich,
The Five Americans,
The Happenings,
Jeru the Damaja,
Von Mondo,
Eddi Front,
Girls At Our Best!,
L. Decosne,
The Mojo Men,
Tom Boy,
The Black Dice,
Hashim,
Pet Shop Boys,
China Crisis,
New York Dolls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Radiohead,
Supertramp,
The Count Five,
Scratch Acid,
The Last Poets,
The Seeds,
Alphaville,
Das Ding,
Young Marble Giants,
Robert Wyatt,
Electric Prunes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Vladislav Delay,
Gerry Rafferty,
Scion,
Niagra,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Judy Mowatt,
Magma,
Whodini,
Buzzcocks,
10cc,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sonic Youth,
Unwound,
Radiopuhelimet,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.