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 Kiribati and from New York.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
Gang Starr,
Von Mondo,
Pulsallama,
Reagan Youth,
Amon Düül,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Avey Tare,
Lightning Bolt,
The Beau Brummels,
Easy Going,
Skaos,
Curtis Mayfield,
cv313,
The Moleskins,
The Busters,
Hasil Adkins,
Adolescents,
Groovy Waters,
Janne Schatter,
Nirvana,
Eurythmics,
James White and The Blacks,
Sun Ra,
The Human League,
Bobby Womack,
Marmalade,
The United States of America,
Joensuu 1685,
Nik Kershaw,
Ponytail,
The Smiths,
kango's stein massive,
Aural Exciters,
Matthew Bourne,
DNA,
Don Cherry,
Motorama,
Pantaleimon,
Urselle,
The Zeros,
Technova,
Davy DMX,
Public Enemy,
Funkadelic,
Lalann,
D'Angelo,
Scratch Acid,
Shoche,
Bush Tetras,
The Toasters,
Buzzcocks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Half Japanese,
A Certain Ratio,
Inner City,
Deepchord,
Eden Ahbez,
Moebius,
The Trojans,
Sonic Youth,
Mo-Dettes,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.