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 Egypt and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Gabor Szabo to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
Sight & Sound,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Smog,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Move,
The Remains,
Basic Channel,
The Associates,
Thee Headcoats,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Q and Not U,
Boredoms,
Shuggie Otis,
Sister Nancy,
Alison Limerick,
The Human League,
Japan,
Slave,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Moss Icon,
Echospace,
the Slits,
Television,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Evens,
Isaac Hayes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Monochrome Set,
Visage,
Leonard Cohen,
Scientists,
Supertramp,
Ituana,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Royal Trux,
D'Angelo,
The Barracudas,
Sam Rivers,
Ultra Naté,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kaleidoscope,
Minutemen,
The Mojo Men,
Don Cherry,
Yaz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sixth Finger,
The Cowsills,
The Young Rascals,
Marvin Gaye,
The New Christs,
Zero Boys,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gang of Four,
Alphaville,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.