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 Zambia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 rhodes 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 Silicon Teens to the electroclash 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Minor Threat,
Underground Resistance,
Eve St. Jones,
Chris Corsano,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Dave Clark Five,
cv313,
F. McDonald,
Motorama,
Metal Thangz,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soulsonic Force,
Bronski Beat,
the Association,
Black Sheep,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Youth Brigade,
Drexciya,
Swell Maps,
Magazine,
Alphaville,
Flash Fearless,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
James White and The Blacks,
Nik Kershaw,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Wake,
Isaac Hayes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Barbara Tucker,
This Heat,
Kenny Larkin,
Don Cherry,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Human League,
Patti Smith,
Chrome,
Au Pairs,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kerri Chandler,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lower 48,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cameo,
Supertramp,
World's Most,
Johnny Osbourne,
Warren Ellis,
MDC,
Ohio Players,
Panda Bear,
Moebius,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Deakin,
Laurel Aitken,
Bang On A Can,
Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.
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.