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 Lesotho and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Quantec,
Eden Ahbez,
Youth Brigade,
The Smoke,
Los Fastidios,
Dave Gahan,
Amon Düül II,
Letta Mbulu,
Yusef Lateef,
Frankie Knuckles,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Carl Craig,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brass Construction,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Basic Channel,
Camouflage,
Marshall Jefferson,
Amon Düül,
Quadrant,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Procol Harum,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Grey Daturas,
The Skatalites,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Germs,
the Sonics,
Qualms,
Silicon Teens,
Delta 5,
The J.B.'s,
Television,
Hashim,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Deadbeat,
Harry Pussy,
June of 44,
Shoche,
Buzzcocks,
Inner City,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Count Five,
Toni Rubio,
Crash Course in Science,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Litter,
Barbara Tucker,
Masters at Work,
The Searchers,
Bobby Womack,
Fela Kuti,
Television Personalities,
Lower 48,
Trumans Water,
Whodini,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Janne Schatter,
Donny Hathaway,
The Knickerbockers,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.