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 Oman and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bremen.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the güiro 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the rock 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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Girls At Our Best!,
Junior Murvin,
Motorama,
Public Enemy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marshall Jefferson,
Skarface,
Basic Channel,
Von Mondo,
Frankie Knuckles,
Spandau Ballet,
JFA,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sight & Sound,
The Count Five,
Fugazi,
Rufus Thomas,
The American Breed,
Monolake,
OOIOO,
These Immortal Souls,
MC5,
Lalann,
Donny Hathaway,
The Pretty Things,
Kool Moe Dee,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Unwound,
Television Personalities,
Outsiders,
Dave Gahan,
Siglo XX,
Neil Young,
The Divine Comedy,
Joyce Sims,
Prince Buster,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bobby Sherman,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Trojans,
Reuben Wilson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Blancmange,
Toni Rubio,
The Slits,
Absolute Body Control,
the Bar-Kays,
The Birthday Party,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Archie Shepp,
Fat Boys,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scion,
The Dead C,
Procol Harum,
Sun City Girls,
Spoonie Gee,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Hardrive,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.