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 Egypt and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar 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 The Angels of Light 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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Stiv Bators,
Glambeats Corp.,
Animal Collective,
the Soft Cell,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cal Tjader,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Andrew Hill,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Howard Jones,
Josef K,
The Music Machine,
Nas,
Can,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Hasil Adkins,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Pretty Things,
X-Ray Spex,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Technova,
Crispian St. Peters,
Whodini,
The Motions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Metal Thangz,
Don Cherry,
Nirvana,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pet Shop Boys,
The New Christs,
Los Fastidios,
LL Cool J,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Talk Talk,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sun City Girls,
DJ Sneak,
H. Thieme,
Chris Corsano,
AZ,
The Mojo Men,
The Knickerbockers,
The Count Five,
Alton Ellis,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bootsy Collins,
Rekid,
Deadbeat,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Idris Muhammad,
R.M.O.,
Little Man,
Agitation Free,
New Order,
Thompson Twins,
the Germs,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
PIL,
The Sound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.