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 Palau and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 theremin 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 Dorothy Ashby to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Royal Trux,
Roy Ayers,
The Knickerbockers,
The Trojans,
Avey Tare,
Joe Smooth,
Ludus,
Popol Vuh,
Quadrant,
Todd Rundgren,
Funky Four + One,
Kenny Larkin,
Scrapy,
DJ Style,
Sparks,
Grey Daturas,
Supertramp,
Susan Cadogan,
Danielle Patucci,
Unrelated Segments,
Von Mondo,
Bootsy Collins,
Sun Ra,
The Gladiators,
The Beau Brummels,
The Electric Prunes,
Siglo XX,
Con Funk Shun,
LL Cool J,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kas Product,
Joensuu 1685,
Das Ding,
The Motions,
Tomorrow,
Lebanon Hanover,
Quando Quango,
Barclay James Harvest,
T. Rex,
Godley & Creme,
Mantronix,
Mission of Burma,
The Fortunes,
Morten Harket,
Marcia Griffiths,
A Certain Ratio,
The Litter,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Agent Orange,
Boz Scaggs,
Pantaleimon,
Schoolly D,
Carl Craig,
Wally Richardson,
Grauzone,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Camouflage,
The Doors,
Sandy B,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.