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 Barbados and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 synthesizer 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 Kerrie Biddell to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ten City,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Fall,
Kool Moe Dee,
Intrusion,
Sound Behaviour,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Big Daddy Kane,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Schoolly D,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Maleditus Sound,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Motions,
Marc Almond,
Q65,
Quando Quango,
Television,
Moebius,
Nils Olav,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
David Bowie,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Barracudas,
The Misunderstood,
Wasted Youth,
Index,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Neon Judgement,
Cheater Slicks,
Animal Collective,
Adolescents,
Throbbing Gristle,
Inner City,
Japan,
Urselle,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Thee Headcoats,
the Association,
Pulsallama,
Gong,
Isaac Hayes,
Country Teasers,
James White and The Blacks,
Surgeon,
Sparks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sister Nancy,
Arcadia,
Maurizio,
Robert Wyatt,
Lee Hazlewood,
Al Stewart,
Fela Kuti,
Symarip,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.