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 Ivory Coast and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sarah Menescal to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Gang of Four,
ABC,
Fear,
Stetsasonic,
Fatback Band,
Frankie Knuckles,
Oneida,
Symarip,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Gun Club,
The Residents,
Joey Negro,
Erykah Badu,
Maleditus Sound,
The Buckinghams,
EPMD,
Cal Tjader,
Bobby Byrd,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eric Copeland,
Audionom,
Stereo Dub,
Blake Baxter,
48th St. Collective,
Rites of Spring,
Tim Buckley,
Ossler,
Sarah Menescal,
Banda Bassotti,
New Order,
Depeche Mode,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Red Krayola,
Judy Mowatt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Camberwell Now,
ABBA,
Faust,
Absolute Body Control,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Morten Harket,
Brothers Johnson,
Visage,
The Fire Engines,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pylon,
Soulsonic Force,
June of 44,
Saccharine Trust,
Jandek,
Gerry Rafferty,
Scion,
Wings,
Pierre Henry,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rapeman,
Minutemen,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.