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 Denmark and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Vogues to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terry Callier record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The J.B.'s,
Massinfluence,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Soulsonic Force,
Japan,
Byron Stingily,
Kenny Larkin,
Dark Day,
Warsaw,
Jandek,
Barbara Tucker,
Malaria!,
Bill Wells,
the Soft Cell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Carl Craig,
The Dirtbombs,
Todd Rundgren,
Au Pairs,
Quadrant,
Lou Reed,
Lucky Dragons,
Rufus Thomas,
Boogie Down Productions,
Schoolly D,
Khruangbin,
Camberwell Now,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Section 25,
The Cure,
Metal Thangz,
The Mojo Men,
Popol Vuh,
Oneida,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mo-Dettes,
Panda Bear,
Q and Not U,
The Skatalites,
Barry Ungar,
Yusef Lateef,
Delta 5,
Bobby Sherman,
Ice-T,
Mark Hollis,
Scott Walker,
Letta Mbulu,
Gong,
Can,
Nick Fraelich,
Pagans,
Babytalk,
48th St. Collective,
Roxy Music,
Niagra,
Isaac Hayes,
Kayak,
Quantec,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.