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 Liechtenstein and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Holger Czukay 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 Harpers Bizarre to the rock 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
Gichy Dan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Grandmaster Flash,
Frankie Knuckles,
Surgeon,
Black Bananas,
Cameo,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Vogues,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Count Five,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Babytalk,
The Raincoats,
Radio Birdman,
X-Ray Spex,
Boredoms,
Vladislav Delay,
Terry Callier,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
June Days,
Electric Prunes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Motorama,
Janne Schatter,
The United States of America,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Anthony Braxton,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Funkadelic,
Arab on Radar,
The Divine Comedy,
Shoche,
World's Most,
The Electric Prunes,
Todd Terry,
Robert Wyatt,
The Alarm Clocks,
Mo-Dettes,
B.T. Express,
The Pop Group,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tommy Roe,
Clear Light,
Soul Sonic Force,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lalo Schifrin,
Glenn Branca,
Lou Christie,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Young Marble Giants,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Smoke,
Loose Ends,
Jeru the Damaja,
Joy Division,
The Angels of Light,
Ice-T,
Soulsonic Force,
Youth Brigade,
Chris Corsano,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.