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 Bolivia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 harpsichord 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 Freddie Wadling to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
The Divine Comedy,
Jacob Miller,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marcia Griffiths,
Amon Düül,
The Cowsills,
Radiohead,
Nick Fraelich,
Section 25,
Radio Birdman,
Funkadelic,
Anthony Braxton,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rufus Thomas,
Von Mondo,
Eric Dolphy,
Pere Ubu,
Kevin Saunderson,
Glambeats Corp.,
8 Eyed Spy,
10cc,
Derrick May,
Barrington Levy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Procol Harum,
Janne Schatter,
John Coltrane,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Clear Light,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Minutemen,
The Saints,
Ten City,
Joyce Sims,
Howard Jones,
Prince Buster,
Morten Harket,
the Germs,
The Knickerbockers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Joe Finger,
Anakelly,
Throbbing Gristle,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Brick,
The Litter,
The Fugs,
The Modern Lovers,
The Walker Brothers,
Wasted Youth,
Lindisfarne,
Grey Daturas,
Tom Boy,
The American Breed,
The Tremeloes,
A Certain Ratio,
Pole,
L. Decosne,
The Victims,
The Offenders,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.