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 Bhutan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Skriet to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
OOIOO,
Lakeside,
Whodini,
Agent Orange,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Alice Coltrane,
Gerry Rafferty,
A Certain Ratio,
Banda Bassotti,
Brand Nubian,
Fugazi,
Liliput,
Wally Richardson,
Grauzone,
The Sonics,
AZ,
The Human League,
Jerry's Kids,
Camouflage,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jimmy McGriff,
Barbara Tucker,
The Beau Brummels,
Outsiders,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rosa Yemen,
The Slits,
The Sound,
Porter Ricks,
LL Cool J,
Soft Cell,
Cheater Slicks,
Rufus Thomas,
The Moody Blues,
Dennis Brown,
Letta Mbulu,
Max Romeo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Model 500,
The Smoke,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
E-Dancer,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gang Gang Dance,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sällskapet,
Godley & Creme,
H. Thieme,
Heaven 17,
The Gladiators,
Leonard Cohen,
Au Pairs,
Niagra,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rakim,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Essential Logic,
Alphaville,
B.T. Express,
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.