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 Switzerland and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Niagra to the electroclash 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 Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken 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 a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Maleditus Sound,
These Immortal Souls,
Sixth Finger,
Kaleidoscope,
Soul II Soul,
Echospace,
Nik Kershaw,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Misunderstood,
Wire,
Theoretical Girls,
Arthur Verocai,
The Black Dice,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Altered Images,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Dave Clark Five,
Hashim,
The Gap Band,
Dual Sessions,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Peter & Gordon,
Crash Course in Science,
Country Joe & The Fish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kurtis Blow,
Sugar Minott,
Colin Newman,
Los Fastidios,
Rapeman,
Fluxion,
June Days,
Eve St. Jones,
Slave,
Q and Not U,
Index,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sarah Menescal,
F. McDonald,
Jesper Dahlback,
Con Funk Shun,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jerry Gold Smith,
AZ,
Sandy B,
a-ha,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
B.T. Express,
Michelle Simonal,
In Retrospect,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sam Rivers,
Cheater Slicks,
The Vogues,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Icehouse,
Archie Shepp,
Yellowson,
Porter Ricks,
Delta 5,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.