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 Benin and from London.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe 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 the Germs to the jazz 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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
Smog,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Donny Hathaway,
Kas Product,
The Raincoats,
Main Source,
Porter Ricks,
The Motions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dennis Brown,
The Sonics,
Hasil Adkins,
Nils Olav,
Rakim,
Jacob Miller,
Cecil Taylor,
James White and The Blacks,
Grey Daturas,
Kevin Saunderson,
Skaos,
Yellowson,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Mummies,
Grauzone,
Basic Channel,
DJ Style,
The Barracudas,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Mojo Men,
Roy Ayers,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nas,
The Last Poets,
Connie Case,
The Walker Brothers,
Wings,
Rites of Spring,
Bauhaus,
Kenny Larkin,
Lou Reed,
Judy Mowatt,
Public Enemy,
This Heat,
E-Dancer,
Nick Fraelich,
H. Thieme,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Soul II Soul,
Flash Fearless,
Nirvana,
Jawbox,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Half Japanese,
The Knickerbockers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Warren Ellis,
Tomorrow,
Loose Ends,
The Velvet Underground,
Maleditus Sound,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.