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 Mali and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Seoul.
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 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 The Leaves to the rap 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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dead Boys,
Half Japanese,
The Birthday Party,
The Fuzztones,
Supertramp,
L. Decosne,
Sam Rivers,
Ornette Coleman,
The Cowsills,
The Last Poets,
Roxette,
Metal Thangz,
Grey Daturas,
Technova,
Franke,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Barracudas,
The Dead C,
Electric Prunes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aloha Tigers,
Interpol,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bobby Sherman,
The Blackbyrds,
Ice-T,
Tim Buckley,
Kaleidoscope,
Crime,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Main Source,
Maurizio,
Rosa Yemen,
LL Cool J,
Public Enemy,
Saccharine Trust,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Mission of Burma,
Niagra,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bad Manners,
Gabor Szabo,
June Days,
Y Pants,
New York Dolls,
Con Funk Shun,
The Buckinghams,
The Mummies,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Janne Schatter,
Neil Young,
Eli Mardock,
Harpers Bizarre,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Adolescents,
Cybotron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.