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 Montenegro and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Main Source,
DNA,
Sparks,
Davy DMX,
Kaleidoscope,
The New Christs,
Rosa Yemen,
Harpers Bizarre,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
World's Most,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marmalade,
R.M.O.,
Neil Young,
Drexciya,
Von Mondo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lakeside,
Reuben Wilson,
David Axelrod,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Public Image Ltd.,
Steve Hackett,
Lower 48,
Lou Christie,
Mark Hollis,
LL Cool J,
Altered Images,
Gong,
Harry Pussy,
The Angels of Light,
Minny Pops,
Aaron Thompson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Girls At Our Best!,
New York Dolls,
Young Marble Giants,
Black Pus,
Jeff Lynne,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Interpol,
Hoover,
Soul II Soul,
The Sound,
cv313,
Lindisfarne,
Magma,
The Litter,
Godley & Creme,
Q65,
The Last Poets,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Monochrome Set,
Althea and Donna,
Kerri Chandler,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Arab on Radar,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
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.