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 Jordan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gang Starr to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Ponytail,
AZ,
Joensuu 1685,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eyeless In Gaza,
MDC,
Banda Bassotti,
F. McDonald,
Eden Ahbez,
Supertramp,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Hashim,
Mark Hollis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Moss Icon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joy Division,
Sandy B,
Neil Young,
Gichy Dan,
Derrick May,
Porter Ricks,
Charles Mingus,
Cybotron,
Curtis Mayfield,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Leaves,
Nation of Ulysses,
Symarip,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Fortunes,
Sparks,
Juan Atkins,
Boz Scaggs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Liliput,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Chris & Cosey,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lindisfarne,
Alton Ellis,
Tomorrow,
Swell Maps,
ABC,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
This Heat,
Jesper Dahlback,
Soul II Soul,
Arcadia,
Soul Sonic Force,
Brothers Johnson,
Cymande,
Ronnie Foster,
Organ,
The Fire Engines,
One Last Wish,
Yazoo,
Hasil Adkins,
MC5,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.