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 Armenia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Delta 5 to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Warsaw,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soft Machine,
The Gap Band,
Royal Trux,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gabor Szabo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
CMW,
Sexual Harrassment,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Gun Club,
Mo-Dettes,
John Foxx,
The Saints,
David Bowie,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eli Mardock,
Brick,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Malaria!,
Ludus,
Alphaville,
Procol Harum,
The Red Krayola,
Kas Product,
The Busters,
Deadbeat,
Lindisfarne,
Symarip,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fear,
Sugar Minott,
Fatback Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Y Pants,
Mantronix,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Cecil Taylor,
The Vogues,
Minor Threat,
Idris Muhammad,
Black Pus,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Byron Stingily,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Todd Terry,
Young Marble Giants,
The Smiths,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kerri Chandler,
Michelle Simonal,
Rosa Yemen,
The Pretty Things,
Eden Ahbez,
Unrelated Segments,
Derrick May,
Toni Rubio,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.