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 Gabon and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Lille and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sound to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Barry Ungar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Henry Cow,
Judy Mowatt,
Cecil Taylor,
MC5,
Althea and Donna,
Tom Boy,
Leonard Cohen,
Dennis Brown,
The Slits,
Monks,
LL Cool J,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Young Marble Giants,
Joe Finger,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kerrie Biddell,
Faust,
Freddie Wadling,
Neu!,
Hardrive,
Ralphi Rosario,
Section 25,
John Foxx,
Barbara Tucker,
Parry Music,
Sarah Menescal,
Bang On A Can,
Vainqueur,
FM Einheit,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Angels of Light,
Ohio Players,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Reagan Youth,
Basic Channel,
The Misunderstood,
Rosa Yemen,
Kerri Chandler,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Derrick Morgan,
Lalann,
8 Eyed Spy,
Banda Bassotti,
Nas,
Glambeats Corp.,
Von Mondo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kurtis Blow,
Royal Trux,
Neil Young,
Can,
The Zeros,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rod Modell,
Ronan,
Man Eating Sloth,
Blancmange,
Rapeman,
The Busters,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ludus,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.