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 Congo and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lyon.
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 oboe 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 KRS-One to the disco 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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City 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?
Kool Moe Dee,
Darondo,
Barry Ungar,
Glenn Branca,
Donald Byrd,
The Blues Magoos,
Amazonics,
Aaron Thompson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Quando Quango,
Main Source,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
10cc,
Sister Nancy,
Fat Boys,
Jawbox,
Radio Birdman,
Pagans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Can,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Country Teasers,
Robert Wyatt,
Fela Kuti,
B.T. Express,
Derrick Morgan,
The Music Machine,
Cal Tjader,
Johnny Clarke,
The Cowsills,
Organ,
Vainqueur,
Isaac Hayes,
The Moody Blues,
Camberwell Now,
The United States of America,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yusef Lateef,
Das Ding,
The Misunderstood,
Half Japanese,
Hardrive,
Grauzone,
Hashim,
X-101,
Spoonie Gee,
Junior Murvin,
The Divine Comedy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
R.M.O.,
The Fire Engines,
Smog,
Juan Atkins,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
X-Ray Spex,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Last Poets,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ossler,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.