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 Equatorial Guinea and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Camouflage to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Severed Heads,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tim Buckley,
Alphaville,
Neil Young,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Fire Engines,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Fall,
The Smoke,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sällskapet,
Bobby Byrd,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Young Rascals,
Rakim,
Minny Pops,
Symarip,
Animal Collective,
Hardrive,
Pussy Galore,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kenny Larkin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Carl Craig,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Maurizio,
Oblivians,
Japan,
the Soft Cell,
The Sound,
Bronski Beat,
Max Romeo,
Eddi Front,
The Slackers,
David McCallum,
Donald Byrd,
The Star Department,
Rod Modell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Barry Ungar,
Accadde A,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Can,
It's A Beautiful Day,
FM Einheit,
Alice Coltrane,
Little Man,
D'Angelo,
Tommy Roe,
Lalo Schifrin,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Altered Images,
The Grass Roots,
Porter Ricks,
Godley & Creme,
The Raincoats,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.