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 Comoros and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Star Department to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Wire,
Cymande,
Sonny Sharrock,
MDC,
Yaz,
Avey Tare,
Nation of Ulysses,
DJ Style,
Nas,
Underground Resistance,
The Dave Clark Five,
Deakin,
Warren Ellis,
The Moleskins,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hoover,
Althea and Donna,
Minnie Riperton,
cv313,
Pussy Galore,
Lebanon Hanover,
Boredoms,
T. Rex,
Scientists,
Khruangbin,
OOIOO,
Robert Görl,
The J.B.'s,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Johnny Clarke,
These Immortal Souls,
Vainqueur,
Whodini,
kango's stein massive,
The Beau Brummels,
Crooked Eye,
Anakelly,
Yazoo,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sun City Girls,
Scan 7,
Slick Rick,
Alphaville,
China Crisis,
Radiopuhelimet,
Guru Guru,
The Slits,
Lucky Dragons,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lower 48,
Marc Almond,
The Index,
Lightning Bolt,
Thee Headcoats,
Gang of Four,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Radiohead,
Heaven 17,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.