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 India and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Flipper to the disco 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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every F. McDonald record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Flash Fearless,
Sarah Menescal,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kayak,
Joe Finger,
The Smiths,
UT,
OOIOO,
Charles Mingus,
Eric Copeland,
AZ,
Kerri Chandler,
Nick Fraelich,
Matthew Halsall,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Freddie Wadling,
Symarip,
Moss Icon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nirvana,
Agitation Free,
Aloha Tigers,
The Velvet Underground,
Michelle Simonal,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Techniques,
Joensuu 1685,
The Monochrome Set,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Bar-Kays,
China Crisis,
The Human League,
Janne Schatter,
Arthur Verocai,
Nils Olav,
Peter and Kerry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kaleidoscope,
John Cale,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Grauzone,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Gun Club,
Derrick Morgan,
Outsiders,
Gang of Four,
Magma,
The Happenings,
Los Fastidios,
Todd Terry,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.