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 Burkina and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Spokane.
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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Tommy Roe to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Mission of Burma,
The Evens,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Roy Ayers,
the Normal,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Invisible,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Little Man,
The Divine Comedy,
Make Up,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
B.T. Express,
The Index,
Jimmy McGriff,
Los Fastidios,
Sight & Sound,
The J.B.'s,
Bootsy Collins,
Gong,
The Barracudas,
Jeff Lynne,
Infiniti,
Iggy Pop,
Fear,
Section 25,
The Red Krayola,
The Zeros,
Skaos,
The Misunderstood,
Youth Brigade,
Qualms,
Neu!,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mars,
Saccharine Trust,
Sound Behaviour,
The Vogues,
The Associates,
10cc,
Pharoah Sanders,
Girls At Our Best!,
Aswad,
Hashim,
Yusef Lateef,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nick Fraelich,
Country Teasers,
Bobby Sherman,
Joensuu 1685,
Bronski Beat,
Gregory Isaacs,
Newcleus,
Althea and Donna,
Kenny Larkin,
The Slits,
The Stooges,
The Techniques,
Technova,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.