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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Madrid.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes 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 The Smiths 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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Masters at Work,
Iggy Pop,
Scrapy,
Swans,
The Moleskins,
The Birthday Party,
Jimmy McGriff,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Sonics,
Barry Ungar,
Ponytail,
The Beau Brummels,
Funky Four + One,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Maleditus Sound,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Camouflage,
the Fania All-Stars,
Country Teasers,
Royal Trux,
Camberwell Now,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
FM Einheit,
Sixth Finger,
The Monochrome Set,
The Searchers,
the Germs,
Animal Collective,
Mantronix,
Von Mondo,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Hardrive,
Skaos,
Chrome,
The Gories,
The Offenders,
Bobby Byrd,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mark Hollis,
The Five Americans,
Minor Threat,
Todd Rundgren,
Tim Buckley,
Prince Buster,
10cc,
La Düsseldorf,
Deadbeat,
Clear Light,
Supertramp,
Mars,
Byron Stingily,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Slave,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Flamin' Groovies,
H. Thieme,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.