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 Egypt and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 John Holt to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
Echospace,
The Zeros,
Model 500,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Connie Case,
Stockholm Monsters,
Glambeats Corp.,
Barry Ungar,
Buzzcocks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pierre Henry,
L. Decosne,
Lou Reed,
Reuben Wilson,
the Fania All-Stars,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bronski Beat,
James White and The Blacks,
Boredoms,
Dennis Brown,
Maleditus Sound,
Max Romeo,
Moss Icon,
The Moleskins,
Brand Nubian,
John Cale,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Moby Grape,
Subhumans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Wally Richardson,
Funky Four + One,
Scientists,
Pantaleimon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eric Copeland,
Television Personalities,
D'Angelo,
The Seeds,
Kerrie Biddell,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cameo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Delon & Dalcan,
Dead Boys,
Minutemen,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Laurel Aitken,
Talk Talk,
X-101,
The Fuzztones,
Hot Snakes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ludus,
Eurythmics,
Janne Schatter,
Patti Smith,
Amazonics,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.