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 Kazakhstan and from Shanghai.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Leonard Cohen to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Barry Ungar,
Erasure,
Maurizio,
Nils Olav,
Nirvana,
The Star Department,
Pet Shop Boys,
Joy Division,
The Litter,
Section 25,
Banda Bassotti,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bill Near,
JFA,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Seeds,
Eddi Front,
Peter and Kerry,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Fall,
La Düsseldorf,
Y Pants,
Minny Pops,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Heaven 17,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Archie Shepp,
Junior Murvin,
John Lydon,
Jacob Miller,
Mark Hollis,
Wasted Youth,
These Immortal Souls,
The Smoke,
Todd Terry,
Stereo Dub,
ABC,
Marmalade,
Kas Product,
Arcadia,
Circle Jerks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The United States of America,
Anthony Braxton,
Boogie Down Productions,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Fire Engines,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Flamin' Groovies,
Delon & Dalcan,
Silicon Teens,
Yazoo,
Sam Rivers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Blues Magoos,
Gichy Dan,
Basic Channel,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.