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 Tuvalu and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the snare 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 Hoover to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a These Immortal Souls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Tres Demented,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dual Sessions,
The Detroit Cobras,
Brand Nubian,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
KRS-One,
Marvin Gaye,
Magma,
The Gories,
Thee Headcoats,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lebanon Hanover,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bootsy Collins,
Reagan Youth,
Rotary Connection,
Pylon,
Lou Christie,
Lucky Dragons,
Judy Mowatt,
Eric Dolphy,
These Immortal Souls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bluetip,
Popol Vuh,
Shoche,
Joensuu 1685,
Lyres,
Mary Jane Girls,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kas Product,
Robert Görl,
Can,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
John Holt,
DNA,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Blancmange,
Joe Smooth,
David Axelrod,
Alphaville,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Quadrant,
Byron Stingily,
Ludus,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Count Five,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Crash Course in Science,
Dark Day,
Gang of Four,
The Moleskins,
Goldenarms,
Glenn Branca,
the Germs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
X-Ray Spex,
Aswad,
The Happenings,
Suburban Knight,
Moss Icon,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.