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 Serbia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Cal Tjader 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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
June Days,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Cowsills,
the Germs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Aural Exciters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Derrick May,
Panda Bear,
Fela Kuti,
B.T. Express,
The Sonics,
Joyce Sims,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Shuggie Otis,
The Pretty Things,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Searchers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
U.S. Maple,
Mary Jane Girls,
X-101,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
CMW,
Sarah Menescal,
Outsiders,
Gabor Szabo,
Roxette,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Flash Fearless,
Kayak,
Negative Approach,
Pet Shop Boys,
Echospace,
Au Pairs,
Peter and Kerry,
R.M.O.,
Steve Hackett,
John Coltrane,
OOIOO,
Loose Ends,
Altered Images,
Newcleus,
Index,
Andrew Hill,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
In Retrospect,
the Association,
The Cure,
Guru Guru,
Marine Girls,
Popol Vuh,
The Associates,
The Gladiators,
Gil Scott Heron,
Inner City,
Ultravox,
DJ Style,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.