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 Tanzania and from Philadelphia.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Accra.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Donny Hathaway to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
The Neon Judgement,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Names,
Robert Wyatt,
The Tremeloes,
The Birthday Party,
The Sound,
Robert Görl,
Aloha Tigers,
The Zeros,
The Knickerbockers,
Lungfish,
Ten City,
Jimmy McGriff,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
K-Klass,
Charles Mingus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rekid,
Gang Green,
Newcleus,
Yazoo,
Second Layer,
Jeff Mills,
Index,
Scientists,
Porter Ricks,
Popol Vuh,
Scrapy,
DJ Style,
The Red Krayola,
The Grass Roots,
Ludus,
Joensuu 1685,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jerry's Kids,
Pagans,
The Saints,
The Victims,
Fela Kuti,
Marvin Gaye,
JFA,
Eden Ahbez,
X-101,
Soft Machine,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
kango's stein massive,
Sugar Minott,
The Moody Blues,
Model 500,
Hoover,
Cluster,
Sun City Girls,
the Slits,
The Electric Prunes,
New Age Steppers,
The Five Americans,
Man Parrish,
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