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 United Kingdom and from Lagos.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Davy DMX,
Livin' Joy,
Youth Brigade,
MDC,
Jacob Miller,
The Smiths,
Eddi Front,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Camberwell Now,
Country Teasers,
Funkadelic,
Yellowson,
Junior Murvin,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Johnny Clarke,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
David Axelrod,
The Litter,
Cecil Taylor,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Index,
The Young Rascals,
Moby Grape,
The Leaves,
Boredoms,
Sister Nancy,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Mummies,
Tears for Fears,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scion,
The Names,
Half Japanese,
Outsiders,
Mantronix,
June Days,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Kinks,
Robert Hood,
The Standells,
Smog,
Tubeway Army,
Sandy B,
Lyres,
Johnny Osbourne,
Suicide,
Sun City Girls,
The New Christs,
Sixth Finger,
Essential Logic,
The Cramps,
Desert Stars,
The Moleskins,
Isaac Hayes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Erasure,
Rosa Yemen,
The Birthday Party,
Skriet,
Max Romeo,
Rekid, Rekid, Rekid, Rekid.
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.