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 Montenegro and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 marimba 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 The Fall to the funk 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead 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 a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Franke,
D'Angelo,
The Durutti Column,
The Searchers,
Pagans,
Lower 48,
Pantaleimon,
Slick Rick,
Joe Smooth,
Lyres,
Jimmy McGriff,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Golliwogs,
Mars,
Inner City,
Skaos,
Ten City,
The Victims,
Freddie Wadling,
OOIOO,
The Wake,
The Velvet Underground,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Vainqueur,
Country Teasers,
Lou Reed,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Cure,
Liliput,
Pulsallama,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Last Poets,
Scott Walker,
Camouflage,
The Buckinghams,
Rakim,
Massinfluence,
Outsiders,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Quantec,
K-Klass,
Neu!,
Derrick May,
One Last Wish,
Angry Samoans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Youth Brigade,
Eric Dolphy,
Duran Duran,
Motorama,
Donny Hathaway,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bootsy Collins,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
A Certain Ratio,
The Knickerbockers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Monks,
Hasil Adkins,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.