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 Denmark and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 Black Bananas to the grunge 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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
the Human League,
Bauhaus,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Metal Thangz,
Anthony Braxton,
the Normal,
Arab on Radar,
Kerrie Biddell,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Grauzone,
The Five Americans,
Public Image Ltd.,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Procol Harum,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Whodini,
Peter and Kerry,
Television,
Crooked Eye,
Drexciya,
Au Pairs,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Swans,
Alice Coltrane,
Bang On A Can,
Gong,
June Days,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
CMW,
The Walker Brothers,
Hardrive,
the Association,
Bobby Hutcherson,
H. Thieme,
Traffic Nightmare,
Marcia Griffiths,
Goldenarms,
Maleditus Sound,
Bronski Beat,
Freddie Wadling,
Soulsonic Force,
Scott Walker,
Aloha Tigers,
The Human League,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Glambeats Corp.,
Oneida,
Gastr Del Sol,
Inner City,
Flash Fearless,
Thompson Twins,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Clear Light,
Funkadelic,
Fluxion,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sound Behaviour,
Sonic Youth,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.