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 Costa Rica and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 marimba 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 Alphaville to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
Aaron Thompson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Silicon Teens,
Rosa Yemen,
Stetsasonic,
Khruangbin,
Surgeon,
Robert Wyatt,
the Human League,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Barry Ungar,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deadbeat,
Severed Heads,
Fort Wilson Riot,
A Flock of Seagulls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Freddie Wadling,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Doobie Brothers,
Visage,
Iggy Pop,
Porter Ricks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Camouflage,
Pylon,
The Golliwogs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Arab on Radar,
New Age Steppers,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sonny Sharrock,
Black Bananas,
Talk Talk,
Parry Music,
Los Fastidios,
The Leaves,
Shuggie Otis,
Deepchord,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Angry Samoans,
Delta 5,
Quadrant,
Bronski Beat,
Rotary Connection,
The Pop Group,
Television Personalities,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Make Up,
Kayak,
Neil Young,
Michelle Simonal,
Section 25,
The Fuzztones,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pantaleimon,
Nation of Ulysses,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.