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 East Timor and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 10cc to the funk 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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Mantronix,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Minny Pops,
U.S. Maple,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Youth Brigade,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Massinfluence,
Nas,
Godley & Creme,
Aaron Thompson,
Neu!,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Talk Talk,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
X-Ray Spex,
Brothers Johnson,
Toni Rubio,
LL Cool J,
The Tremeloes,
Spoonie Gee,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Radio Birdman,
Prince Buster,
Rotary Connection,
Jandek,
Matthew Bourne,
L. Decosne,
Von Mondo,
Model 500,
Pantytec,
Flipper,
The Golliwogs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Monks,
Shuggie Otis,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lower 48,
Henry Cow,
Wings,
D'Angelo,
T. Rex,
Zero Boys,
Eddi Front,
Sarah Menescal,
The Barracudas,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Icehouse,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tears for Fears,
Bad Manners,
Max Romeo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Thee Headcoats,
The Pop Group,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pulsallama,
Lucky Dragons,
The Fuzztones,
Graham Central Station,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.