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 Dominican Republic and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Curtis Mayfield to the grunge 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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers 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 harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Spandau Ballet,
Sight & Sound,
The Golliwogs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Khruangbin,
Adolescents,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Con Funk Shun,
Agent Orange,
The Moody Blues,
Ice-T,
The Gun Club,
The Fall,
Eden Ahbez,
Unrelated Segments,
Cheater Slicks,
Boz Scaggs,
Bobby Womack,
Camberwell Now,
Y Pants,
Infiniti,
Iggy Pop,
The Music Machine,
DJ Sneak,
Tim Buckley,
The Cure,
Absolute Body Control,
The Cowsills,
Delta 5,
Procol Harum,
The Selecter,
Roy Ayers,
In Retrospect,
Technova,
Aswad,
Funky Four + One,
Todd Terry,
Scientists,
Theoretical Girls,
Marine Girls,
Buzzcocks,
Lou Christie,
Talk Talk,
Dennis Brown,
10cc,
Sarah Menescal,
Lee Hazlewood,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sixth Finger,
Saccharine Trust,
Cal Tjader,
Lakeside,
Von Mondo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bill Near,
Sonic Youth,
Lyres,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Dead C,
X-101,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.