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 Yemen and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 snare 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 Matthew Halsall to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
The J.B.'s,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Deakin,
DJ Sneak,
Freddie Wadling,
Matthew Halsall,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sonic Youth,
In Retrospect,
Suicide,
One Last Wish,
Brand Nubian,
KRS-One,
Cybotron,
Adolescents,
Gang of Four,
the Bar-Kays,
Altered Images,
Matthew Bourne,
Can,
Brothers Johnson,
Danielle Patucci,
Radiohead,
The Gap Band,
Oneida,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Carl Craig,
Howard Jones,
New York Dolls,
Aaron Thompson,
Maurizio,
Amon Düül II,
The Buckinghams,
Juan Atkins,
Moss Icon,
Kas Product,
Wolf Eyes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Dead C,
Amazonics,
the Association,
the Normal,
David Bowie,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
ABBA,
Robert Wyatt,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Fortunes,
Joe Smooth,
Skarface,
Frankie Knuckles,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Aswad,
The Gun Club,
Guru Guru,
Zapp,
Hashim,
Camberwell Now,
Quando Quango,
The Offenders,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.