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 China and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 organ 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 Ornette Coleman to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a PIL record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Electric Prunes,
X-101,
E-Dancer,
Neil Young,
Patti Smith,
Skarface,
Black Sheep,
Niagra,
Rotary Connection,
Oneida,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Anakelly,
The Misunderstood,
Organ,
The Wake,
Model 500,
Freddie Wadling,
The Moody Blues,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kas Product,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Funkadelic,
MC5,
Gerry Rafferty,
Soul Sonic Force,
Crime,
Guru Guru,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
kango's stein massive,
Idris Muhammad,
Dennis Brown,
The Associates,
a-ha,
Make Up,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bobby Womack,
The Happenings,
Rhythm & Sound,
Main Source,
Scientists,
L. Decosne,
Ten City,
Roger Hodgson,
Ornette Coleman,
The Names,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ultravox,
Yazoo,
Brick,
Donny Hathaway,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pere Ubu,
Camouflage,
ABC,
Arab on Radar,
Second Layer,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics.
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.