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 Lebanon and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 La Düsseldorf to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
K-Klass,
Scientists,
The Associates,
the Germs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sarah Menescal,
The Blues Magoos,
The Gladiators,
Royal Trux,
Radio Birdman,
The Happenings,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soul II Soul,
The Mighty Diamonds,
U.S. Maple,
Dennis Brown,
Kerri Chandler,
LL Cool J,
Yusef Lateef,
The Residents,
Flamin' Groovies,
Qualms,
DNA,
The Offenders,
Monks,
8 Eyed Spy,
Average White Band,
UT,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
World's Most,
Scion,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Depeche Mode,
AZ,
Surgeon,
Magma,
Robert Hood,
Cal Tjader,
Sugar Minott,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Moody Blues,
Soulsonic Force,
Little Man,
Altered Images,
The Neon Judgement,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Accadde A,
The J.B.'s,
Gang of Four,
Nas,
Donny Hathaway,
The Fortunes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Q and Not U,
Can,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Moebius,
The Cramps,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.