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 Indonesia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 mellotron 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 The Shadows of Knight to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Marmalade,
Newcleus,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cymande,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gastr Del Sol,
Soul II Soul,
Dave Gahan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Matthew Halsall,
Public Enemy,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Pop Group,
a-ha,
Dorothy Ashby,
Anakelly,
Von Mondo,
Bluetip,
Dark Day,
The Remains,
Soft Cell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
China Crisis,
This Heat,
Severed Heads,
Graham Central Station,
Sonic Youth,
Don Cherry,
Skarface,
The Fuzztones,
PIL,
Kayak,
Index,
The Dave Clark Five,
Andrew Hill,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Yazoo,
Electric Prunes,
Roy Ayers,
Boz Scaggs,
Gang Green,
FM Einheit,
Bauhaus,
Heaven 17,
Slave,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Liliput,
Patti Smith,
Chrome,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Khruangbin,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Zero Boys,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pere Ubu,
DNA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Arab on Radar,
the Slits,
Terrestrial Tones,
Michelle Simonal,
Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras.
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.