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 Romania and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Bluetip to the punk 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Rosa Yemen,
the Bar-Kays,
Khruangbin,
Funky Four + One,
Hot Snakes,
Matthew Bourne,
The Five Americans,
The Gap Band,
Hoover,
Todd Terry,
Rakim,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Selecter,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Kerri Chandler,
Bang On A Can,
Soul II Soul,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Donny Hathaway,
Kenny Larkin,
cv313,
Jeff Lynne,
Aloha Tigers,
Rotary Connection,
Franke,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cheater Slicks,
Skriet,
Scratch Acid,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Star Department,
The Smiths,
Spoonie Gee,
Eve St. Jones,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Albert Ayler,
Nirvana,
Excepter,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Japan,
Duran Duran,
Pet Shop Boys,
Judy Mowatt,
Urselle,
Ornette Coleman,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Make Up,
10cc,
Accadde A,
Black Pus,
Dennis Brown,
Andrew Hill,
Y Pants,
Stiv Bators,
Black Bananas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amazonics,
Scott Walker,
Monolake,
48th St. Collective,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.