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 Zimbabwe and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 clarinet 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Amazonics,
Reagan Youth,
Essential Logic,
Popol Vuh,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Negative Approach,
Pantytec,
Tim Buckley,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Yazoo,
OOIOO,
Warren Ellis,
Tears for Fears,
F. McDonald,
Kevin Saunderson,
Funky Four + One,
DJ Style,
The Monochrome Set,
Bad Manners,
Pharoah Sanders,
Blossom Toes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Wally Richardson,
Faraquet,
Buzzcocks,
Mission of Burma,
Kurtis Blow,
Pagans,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Wasted Youth,
Quando Quango,
The Star Department,
Freddie Wadling,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Flipper,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Youth Brigade,
Sonny Sharrock,
June of 44,
T.S.O.L.,
Cymande,
MC5,
Minor Threat,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
UT,
The Fuzztones,
Marine Girls,
Eric Dolphy,
Juan Atkins,
The Raincoats,
Ultra Naté,
Brick,
Soft Machine,
Henry Cow,
Mark Hollis,
Infiniti,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.