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 Samoa and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 marimba 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 The J.B.'s to the funk 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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Marshall Jefferson,
Connie Case,
Amon Düül,
Roxy Music,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Todd Rundgren,
Scion,
Unrelated Segments,
The Zeros,
Thee Headcoats,
Ituana,
Soulsonic Force,
Tommy Roe,
Shoche,
Radiopuhelimet,
The United States of America,
The Gories,
Barry Ungar,
The Buckinghams,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Groovy Waters,
Deadbeat,
Ludus,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kurtis Blow,
Whodini,
Joe Smooth,
The Electric Prunes,
Black Moon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Alice Coltrane,
Eden Ahbez,
Deepchord,
The Fall,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Suicide,
Joy Division,
John Coltrane,
Au Pairs,
Yellowson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Smog,
Gastr Del Sol,
Warren Ellis,
Public Enemy,
Tropical Tobacco,
Boogie Down Productions,
Morten Harket,
FM Einheit,
MC5,
The Real Kids,
Mark Hollis,
Circle Jerks,
Oblivians,
Lungfish,
F. McDonald,
Dorothy Ashby,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Divine Comedy,
Tears for Fears,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.