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 Indonesia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dennis Brown to the dance 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The American Breed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord 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?
Curtis Mayfield,
Jacob Miller,
Fatback Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Circle Jerks,
Pulsallama,
Davy DMX,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Intrusion,
Soft Machine,
Bobby Byrd,
Hoover,
Nico,
Donny Hathaway,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Peter & Gordon,
Duran Duran,
Y Pants,
Soul II Soul,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bob Dylan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
R.M.O.,
Pussy Galore,
Angry Samoans,
Soft Cell,
Roy Ayers,
Max Romeo,
The Busters,
Mars,
Marshall Jefferson,
Zapp,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gang Green,
Black Sheep,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Neu!,
Janne Schatter,
Mission of Burma,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Negative Approach,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fear,
the Soft Cell,
Panda Bear,
Khruangbin,
Franke,
The Invisible,
Bobby Womack,
Average White Band,
Technova,
The Human League,
Dennis Brown,
Slave,
The Raincoats,
Public Enemy,
Subhumans,
The Sound,
The Sonics,
Gong,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.