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 Liechtenstein and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 linndrum 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 The New Christs to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Kenny Larkin,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Drive Like Jehu,
Yaz,
Swell Maps,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Minor Threat,
Jerry's Kids,
Tears for Fears,
Lyres,
Josef K,
Sound Behaviour,
Rakim,
The Buckinghams,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dark Day,
Eddi Front,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sun City Girls,
Television Personalities,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
UT,
Blancmange,
Tim Buckley,
The Stooges,
Monks,
X-102,
Crash Course in Science,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Grass Roots,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pierre Henry,
Tomorrow,
Terry Callier,
A Certain Ratio,
Brand Nubian,
Ultravox,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Donny Hathaway,
The Remains,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eric Copeland,
ABC,
Altered Images,
Max Romeo,
Sugar Minott,
New Order,
Rufus Thomas,
Quantec,
The Human League,
Shuggie Otis,
Gichy Dan,
Howard Jones,
The Gun Club,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Alphaville,
Panda Bear,
Janne Schatter,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.