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 Hungary and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Matthew Bourne to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Average White Band,
the Human League,
The Selecter,
Bobby Sherman,
Duran Duran,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Peter & Gordon,
Alice Coltrane,
Black Pus,
Aloha Tigers,
Negative Approach,
Skriet,
K-Klass,
the Normal,
Skaos,
Massinfluence,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rekid,
Gil Scott Heron,
Moss Icon,
Oneida,
DJ Style,
Mary Jane Girls,
Prince Buster,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Glenn Branca,
Groovy Waters,
Intrusion,
Fad Gadget,
Maurizio,
Lakeside,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Andrew Hill,
T. Rex,
Absolute Body Control,
48th St. Collective,
Fela Kuti,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Letta Mbulu,
Black Flag,
Zero Boys,
The Vogues,
Gang Gang Dance,
Urselle,
Davy DMX,
Girls At Our Best!,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Wake,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Doors,
Television Personalities,
Matthew Halsall,
Sight & Sound,
Eric Dolphy,
10cc,
Television,
The Tremeloes,
Vladislav Delay,
The Five Americans,
Public Enemy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.