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 Sierra Leone and from Seoul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 harpsichord 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 Pantaleimon to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Pantaleimon,
Basic Channel,
Q and Not U,
Animal Collective,
Rhythm & Sound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
JFA,
Unrelated Segments,
Rosa Yemen,
Hasil Adkins,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Gun Club,
Drexciya,
Cal Tjader,
The Stooges,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Max Romeo,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eurythmics,
Marshall Jefferson,
Reagan Youth,
Vainqueur,
F. McDonald,
Terry Callier,
Parry Music,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Roy Ayers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Franke,
Junior Murvin,
Sandy B,
Alton Ellis,
Johnny Clarke,
Thee Headcoats,
Leonard Cohen,
Quantec,
ABBA,
Scion,
Smog,
The Misunderstood,
10cc,
The United States of America,
The Doors,
The Slackers,
Stiv Bators,
The Sound,
Amazonics,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Moebius,
Ornette Coleman,
Crispy Ambulance,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Last Poets,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Con Funk Shun,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Aswad,
Livin' Joy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock 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.