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 Mali and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Lindisfarne to the punk 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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Peter and Kerry,
Lee Hazlewood,
Procol Harum,
Blossom Toes,
Sixth Finger,
Soft Machine,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Blackbyrds,
Depeche Mode,
Jeru the Damaja,
Tim Buckley,
Trumans Water,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Andrew Hill,
June Days,
Grey Daturas,
Moss Icon,
Supertramp,
JFA,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bauhaus,
Mission of Burma,
Urselle,
The Real Kids,
Anthony Braxton,
Lyres,
Scratch Acid,
Wings,
Siglo XX,
the Normal,
Donald Byrd,
Schoolly D,
Delta 5,
The Blues Magoos,
The Monochrome Set,
KRS-One,
MC5,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Mojo Men,
Joy Division,
Yaz,
Second Layer,
Joe Smooth,
Johnny Clarke,
Boz Scaggs,
Brass Construction,
U.S. Maple,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joey Negro,
a-ha,
Archie Shepp,
Josef K,
Jacob Miller,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Don Cherry,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sonic Youth,
Massinfluence,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.