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 Bulgaria and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T.S.O.L.,
Gastr Del Sol,
Audionom,
Sun City Girls,
The Mojo Men,
Black Flag,
Max Romeo,
Mad Mike,
Kurtis Blow,
John Foxx,
Slave,
Surgeon,
Schoolly D,
Wally Richardson,
Aloha Tigers,
Warsaw,
Johnny Clarke,
D'Angelo,
Byron Stingily,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Derrick Morgan,
The Neon Judgement,
Youth Brigade,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gang Green,
The Count Five,
Bluetip,
Yaz,
Bobby Sherman,
Franke,
The Electric Prunes,
Massinfluence,
Tom Boy,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Golliwogs,
Das Ding,
Mo-Dettes,
Visage,
Babytalk,
Barbara Tucker,
ABBA,
Reuben Wilson,
Al Stewart,
Suicide,
A Certain Ratio,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Sound,
Janne Schatter,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tears for Fears,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Frankie Knuckles,
Blossom Toes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jawbox,
Negative Approach,
The New Christs,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.