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 Vietnam and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 güiro 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 Gong to the rap 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marvin Gaye,
Gong,
Nick Fraelich,
The Dead C,
Vladislav Delay,
David McCallum,
Depeche Mode,
LL Cool J,
In Retrospect,
Main Source,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Angry Samoans,
Quantec,
Kerrie Biddell,
Guru Guru,
the Human League,
Wings,
Bob Dylan,
Ossler,
The United States of America,
Von Mondo,
the Slits,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Electric Prunes,
Chrome,
Absolute Body Control,
B.T. Express,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Deakin,
Rhythm & Sound,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Gladiators,
Desert Stars,
Ronan,
Fluxion,
Parry Music,
Blancmange,
A Certain Ratio,
The Walker Brothers,
Joe Smooth,
KRS-One,
Erasure,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nas,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Mr. Review,
Flipper,
Pole,
Eddi Front,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Alison Limerick,
Quadrant,
June of 44,
Tomorrow,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.