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 Mozambique and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Main Source,
Crispian St. Peters,
Curtis Mayfield,
Cybotron,
Crash Course in Science,
The Names,
MC5,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tubeway Army,
Loose Ends,
DJ Sneak,
The Divine Comedy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sugar Minott,
Massinfluence,
Don Cherry,
Bill Near,
Bob Dylan,
Piero Umiliani,
Electric Prunes,
Scientists,
Interpol,
Wally Richardson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Section 25,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Prince Buster,
Flash Fearless,
Altered Images,
Silicon Teens,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Quando Quango,
The Zeros,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Neil Young,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
H. Thieme,
The Beau Brummels,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Toasters,
The Moody Blues,
Jeru the Damaja,
Chris Corsano,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
F. McDonald,
The Human League,
Pylon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Simply Red,
Masters at Work,
Matthew Bourne,
D'Angelo,
Bizarre Inc.,
Amazonics,
Flipper,
The Dave Clark Five,
Warren Ellis,
Davy DMX,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.