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 United States and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Neu! to the funk 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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry 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?
Arthur Verocai,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Skaos,
48th St. Collective,
Oneida,
Peter and Kerry,
The Smoke,
Scientists,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Walker Brothers,
One Last Wish,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sunsets and Hearts,
DJ Sneak,
Das Ding,
Model 500,
The Dead C,
Darondo,
Faraquet,
Lou Reed,
Camberwell Now,
John Coltrane,
Carl Craig,
Pharoah Sanders,
Dorothy Ashby,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Archie Shepp,
Neil Young,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Deadbeat,
Avey Tare,
KRS-One,
Stetsasonic,
the Bar-Kays,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Brass Construction,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Saccharine Trust,
Marvin Gaye,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Erasure,
Nico,
Theoretical Girls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Gun Club,
Dead Boys,
Jerry's Kids,
Q and Not U,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Crash Course in Science,
Bad Manners,
Eric Dolphy,
Fad Gadget,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Gladiators,
The Searchers,
Cybotron,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.