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 Micronesia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gichy Dan to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Khruangbin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Second Layer,
cv313,
Kayak,
Ronnie Foster,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Trojans,
The Mummies,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Al Stewart,
The Seeds,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Durutti Column,
48th St. Collective,
Pole,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Standells,
Kenny Larkin,
Mandrill,
Scion,
Saccharine Trust,
The Misunderstood,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fad Gadget,
Essential Logic,
Dawn Penn,
Andrew Hill,
Surgeon,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Birthday Party,
The Tremeloes,
Nirvana,
Spandau Ballet,
Eric Dolphy,
Juan Atkins,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Stereo Dub,
Sam Rivers,
The Young Rascals,
Lower 48,
Faust,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Knickerbockers,
Aaron Thompson,
Massinfluence,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bad Manners,
Marshall Jefferson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Grandmaster Flash,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pantytec,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Iggy Pop,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Livin' Joy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.