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 Niger and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
The Skatalites,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mandrill,
Harmonia,
One Last Wish,
Bush Tetras,
June of 44,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Marine Girls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ronnie Foster,
Soulsonic Force,
The Monks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Marvin Gaye,
Magma,
Eric Dolphy,
Danielle Patucci,
Don Cherry,
Maurizio,
Terry Callier,
Scratch Acid,
Mad Mike,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fluxion,
The Mojo Men,
Tommy Roe,
Easy Going,
Japan,
Arcadia,
Aural Exciters,
Dave Gahan,
Lakeside,
Robert Görl,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Stetsasonic,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sonic Youth,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Tubeway Army,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Inner City,
The Electric Prunes,
Spandau Ballet,
The Toasters,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Davy DMX,
Saccharine Trust,
Faraquet,
Tomorrow,
Dark Day,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Divine Comedy,
Underground Resistance,
DNA,
Alison Limerick,
The Birthday Party,
Peter and Kerry,
The Zeros,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.