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 Chile and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Sun Ra to the grime 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 The Monks. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
The Shadows of Knight,
Warren Ellis,
Aswad,
This Heat,
Eddi Front,
The Walker Brothers,
Aaron Thompson,
D'Angelo,
Minutemen,
Idris Muhammad,
Siglo XX,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Stooges,
Skaos,
The Toasters,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Motions,
Brick,
Nas,
The Wake,
The United States of America,
Delon & Dalcan,
PIL,
John Coltrane,
Accadde A,
Cal Tjader,
Basic Channel,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rakim,
The Human League,
The Busters,
Parry Music,
Andrew Hill,
Gang Green,
ABC,
Pet Shop Boys,
Susan Cadogan,
Scrapy,
Wings,
10cc,
Heaven 17,
Bronski Beat,
Section 25,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The J.B.'s,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rites of Spring,
Colin Newman,
Deadbeat,
Popol Vuh,
Boz Scaggs,
Tommy Roe,
Pussy Galore,
Gregory Isaacs,
Marcia Griffiths,
LL Cool J,
Audionom,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Johnny Clarke,
Graham Central Station,
Ultra Naté,
Neil Young,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.