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 Marshall Islands and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the techno 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
E-Dancer,
Morten Harket,
Deadbeat,
Alison Limerick,
Junior Murvin,
Jandek,
The Moleskins,
Loose Ends,
Bizarre Inc.,
Crispy Ambulance,
Main Source,
Chris & Cosey,
Juan Atkins,
Glenn Branca,
Robert Görl,
Carl Craig,
Donald Byrd,
Gang of Four,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Wolf Eyes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Todd Terry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Terrestrial Tones,
Metal Thangz,
Nirvana,
The Wake,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jacob Miller,
Matthew Bourne,
The Dirtbombs,
The Toasters,
Amazonics,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Little Man,
Warren Ellis,
Scientists,
Boz Scaggs,
The Modern Lovers,
The New Christs,
Public Enemy,
Cybotron,
Procol Harum,
Lindisfarne,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Echospace,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Quadrant,
Matthew Halsall,
MDC,
Second Layer,
Unwound,
Delon & Dalcan,
Barrington Levy,
The Leaves,
Letta Mbulu,
Gerry Rafferty,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.