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 Angola and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Arthur Verocai,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Hardrive,
Eve St. Jones,
Soft Cell,
Iggy Pop,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sparks,
Barrington Levy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Flash Fearless,
Motorama,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pharoah Sanders,
F. McDonald,
Connie Case,
Roy Ayers,
Duran Duran,
Soul II Soul,
Gang of Four,
Roxette,
A Flock of Seagulls,
David Bowie,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Young Rascals,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Crash Course in Science,
Massinfluence,
Juan Atkins,
Cal Tjader,
KRS-One,
Lee Hazlewood,
Alphaville,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Wally Richardson,
Jacques Brel,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Matthew Halsall,
Lebanon Hanover,
Schoolly D,
Byron Stingily,
Ultimate Spinach,
Shuggie Otis,
Crispy Ambulance,
Laurel Aitken,
Tubeway Army,
The Velvet Underground,
New Order,
D'Angelo,
Trumans Water,
OOIOO,
Scratch Acid,
The Fortunes,
Quantec,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pagans,
The Leaves,
Unwound,
Infiniti,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.