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 Finland and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sound Behaviour to the dance 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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joe Smooth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
E-Dancer,
Tommy Roe,
Aloha Tigers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Joe Finger,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sound Behaviour,
Jacob Miller,
China Crisis,
Scion,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Newcleus,
Traffic Nightmare,
Skriet,
The Raincoats,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kevin Saunderson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sex Pistols,
Fluxion,
Judy Mowatt,
kango's stein massive,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Gladiators,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
This Heat,
Country Teasers,
Parry Music,
Charles Mingus,
Skarface,
Warsaw,
Royal Trux,
Glenn Branca,
Brick,
Gang of Four,
the Germs,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Outsiders,
Fad Gadget,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gichy Dan,
Slick Rick,
Big Daddy Kane,
Vainqueur,
Tomorrow,
Rotary Connection,
Cluster,
Morten Harket,
L. Decosne,
Wire,
Fatback Band,
The Modern Lovers,
Yusef Lateef,
Flamin' Groovies,
Camouflage,
Matthew Halsall,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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You don't know what you really want.
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.