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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 chamberlin 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 Subhumans to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Carl Craig,
The Gun Club,
Boz Scaggs,
T. Rex,
The Barracudas,
New Order,
Dead Boys,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Trojans,
Simply Red,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
New York Dolls,
Idris Muhammad,
Michelle Simonal,
Bizarre Inc.,
Qualms,
The Skatalites,
Sandy B,
Mission of Burma,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cluster,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soft Cell,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Black Bananas,
Con Funk Shun,
Todd Rundgren,
Country Teasers,
Fluxion,
The Busters,
Dark Day,
Barrington Levy,
48th St. Collective,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fugazi,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Cowsills,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Foxx,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Gap Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fad Gadget,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tubeway Army,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Delta 5,
Quadrant,
Minny Pops,
Soul II Soul,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Suicide,
L. Decosne,
U.S. Maple,
Big Daddy Kane,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.