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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Delhi.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Drexciya to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Byron Stingily,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
a-ha,
B.T. Express,
The Leaves,
Alton Ellis,
Nas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Donny Hathaway,
KRS-One,
Deepchord,
Tres Demented,
Aaron Thompson,
Grey Daturas,
Minor Threat,
Arthur Verocai,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Accadde A,
Ten City,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Robert Görl,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bush Tetras,
Youth Brigade,
The Offenders,
Hasil Adkins,
Mr. Review,
Marmalade,
Rotary Connection,
John Coltrane,
the Germs,
Monolake,
Mo-Dettes,
Cymande,
Radio Birdman,
Steve Hackett,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Black Pus,
Unrelated Segments,
Ralphi Rosario,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Music Machine,
The Busters,
Half Japanese,
Bauhaus,
MDC,
Tommy Roe,
X-102,
R.M.O.,
FM Einheit,
Jacob Miller,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Index,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brand Nubian,
The Smoke,
New Age Steppers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.