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 Georgia and from Mexico City.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro 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 Grey Daturas to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Gang of Four,
Sunsets and Hearts,
UT,
The Blackbyrds,
The Move,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Electric Prunes,
Ossler,
Ultimate Spinach,
Johnny Clarke,
Main Source,
Los Fastidios,
Warren Ellis,
The Smiths,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Whodini,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tommy Roe,
Lindisfarne,
Pharoah Sanders,
One Last Wish,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Yusef Lateef,
Yaz,
The Fuzztones,
John Coltrane,
Popol Vuh,
Chris & Cosey,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Half Japanese,
The Velvet Underground,
Surgeon,
Jandek,
Bad Manners,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Slave,
The Evens,
The Zeros,
Fela Kuti,
Wally Richardson,
D'Angelo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
48th St. Collective,
Brand Nubian,
Chrome,
Inner City,
Au Pairs,
Jacob Miller,
Crime,
Smog,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Normal,
Metal Thangz,
John Holt,
Jerry's Kids,
Eddi Front,
Erykah Badu,
Lalo Schifrin,
Delta 5,
Alton Ellis,
B.T. Express,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.