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 Lithuania and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 linndrum 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 Carl Craig to the crunk 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mission of Burma,
The Misunderstood,
Bobby Womack,
The Zeros,
Donny Hathaway,
Malaria!,
The Wake,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Franke,
Warsaw,
Leonard Cohen,
Amon Düül II,
Tropical Tobacco,
The American Breed,
B.T. Express,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Slits,
Tubeway Army,
In Retrospect,
The Gun Club,
Lou Reed,
Crooked Eye,
Man Parrish,
Lee Hazlewood,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Shoche,
Charles Mingus,
Rapeman,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Smog,
The Invisible,
Junior Murvin,
The Black Dice,
Lebanon Hanover,
John Cale,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Basic Channel,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Glenn Branca,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Magma,
JFA,
Harmonia,
Young Marble Giants,
Hoover,
Jandek,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sun Ra,
Newcleus,
Althea and Donna,
Lucky Dragons,
Make Up,
Clear Light,
Joensuu 1685,
Man Eating Sloth,
Intrusion,
The Count Five,
Sister Nancy,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.