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 Ireland and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Mo-Dettes to the jazz 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Robert Wyatt,
Drive Like Jehu,
One Last Wish,
June of 44,
Ludus,
Absolute Body Control,
Kaleidoscope,
Unwound,
Sex Pistols,
Oneida,
Bobby Byrd,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Heaven 17,
CMW,
The Mojo Men,
Brothers Johnson,
Model 500,
The Cowsills,
Warren Ellis,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Isaac Hayes,
The Doobie Brothers,
Flipper,
Wally Richardson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Carl Craig,
Fugazi,
Kenny Larkin,
Warsaw,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Qualms,
Sonic Youth,
Matthew Bourne,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Desert Stars,
Groovy Waters,
Delta 5,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tom Boy,
The Kinks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Brand Nubian,
Gil Scott Heron,
Echospace,
Eric Dolphy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scientists,
OOIOO,
The Music Machine,
The Misunderstood,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sam Rivers,
DJ Style,
Avey Tare,
Davy DMX,
Adolescents,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crispian St. Peters,
Roxy Music,
Soft Cell,
Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.
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.