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 Nicaragua and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 oboe 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 Y Pants to the crunk 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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Dave Gahan,
Sonic Youth,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Matthew Halsall,
Yellowson,
Nirvana,
The Fuzztones,
MC5,
Magma,
Sun City Girls,
David Bowie,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Masters at Work,
The Techniques,
The Misunderstood,
Guru Guru,
Roxette,
Zapp,
Bob Dylan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
A Certain Ratio,
The Cure,
Urselle,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Minor Threat,
Spoonie Gee,
Banda Bassotti,
Kerri Chandler,
Pylon,
Funkadelic,
Negative Approach,
The Doobie Brothers,
Eric Dolphy,
The Slackers,
The Fire Engines,
Rekid,
Girls At Our Best!,
Alice Coltrane,
Warren Ellis,
Juan Atkins,
Anakelly,
FM Einheit,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Khruangbin,
The Knickerbockers,
Q and Not U,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scan 7,
Matthew Bourne,
The Residents,
Bill Wells,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Motorama,
CMW,
The Star Department,
The Real Kids,
The Seeds,
Dennis Brown,
Robert Görl,
Sparks,
Skriet,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.