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 Laos and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 spring reverb 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 Thee Headcoats to the crunk 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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Shuggie Otis,
Toni Rubio,
The Misunderstood,
Pantytec,
Vladislav Delay,
Avey Tare,
Anakelly,
Funkadelic,
Dark Day,
Delon & Dalcan,
Echospace,
Saccharine Trust,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Isaac Hayes,
Ice-T,
Rekid,
Lakeside,
Harmonia,
Magazine,
K-Klass,
Subhumans,
Joe Finger,
Joey Negro,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Bar-Kays,
Lower 48,
Marmalade,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Traffic Nightmare,
Average White Band,
Surgeon,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Star Department,
The Electric Prunes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Deadbeat,
Easy Going,
The Fire Engines,
Grey Daturas,
Faust,
The Velvet Underground,
Boogie Down Productions,
48th St. Collective,
Radiohead,
the Normal,
OOIOO,
The Durutti Column,
Blossom Toes,
The Fuzztones,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Invisible,
The Skatalites,
Glambeats Corp.,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Stereo Dub,
Royal Trux,
Hoover,
Sun Ra,
Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus.
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.