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 Jordan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 New York and Sao Paulo.
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 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 Half Japanese 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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Lightning Bolt,
Harry Pussy,
Sparks,
The Slackers,
Scion,
Joe Smooth,
The J.B.'s,
Peter & Gordon,
Susan Cadogan,
Mandrill,
Kerri Chandler,
the Sonics,
MC5,
The Busters,
K-Klass,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kurtis Blow,
Neil Young,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Supertramp,
John Lydon,
The Slits,
the Swans,
Ossler,
Stockholm Monsters,
Soul Sonic Force,
Smog,
Godley & Creme,
Morten Harket,
The Smiths,
Gabor Szabo,
This Heat,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Con Funk Shun,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nas,
Judy Mowatt,
Television,
Radiohead,
Roxy Music,
Barrington Levy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Barry Ungar,
DJ Sneak,
Malaria!,
Rosa Yemen,
Oblivians,
New Age Steppers,
Q and Not U,
Johnny Clarke,
Avey Tare,
Blake Baxter,
The Moleskins,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Prince Buster,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.