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 Jamaica and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 spring reverb 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the electroclash 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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Nas,
Connie Case,
Swans,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Gun Club,
The Young Rascals,
Yellowson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Japan,
Neil Young,
FM Einheit,
Can,
Gregory Isaacs,
Donny Hathaway,
Scott Walker,
Archie Shepp,
Basic Channel,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lyres,
Buzzcocks,
Johnny Clarke,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Grey Daturas,
Boogie Down Productions,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eurythmics,
Niagra,
CMW,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Piero Umiliani,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mo-Dettes,
The J.B.'s,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dennis Brown,
Ultra Naté,
Sex Pistols,
Blake Baxter,
Wolf Eyes,
Robert Wyatt,
Unwound,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Junior Murvin,
Chris Corsano,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Delta 5,
Make Up,
Bill Near,
the Association,
Scrapy,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Toasters,
Avey Tare,
Cheater Slicks,
H. Thieme,
Glenn Branca,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Accadde A,
Rufus Thomas,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dorothy Ashby,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.