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 Belize and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Tubeway Army to the electroclash 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Techniques,
Sugar Minott,
Ituana,
Hot Snakes,
Anthony Braxton,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Offenders,
Don Cherry,
The Divine Comedy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
MC5,
The Red Krayola,
The Blackbyrds,
Country Teasers,
Tears for Fears,
Donny Hathaway,
Johnny Osbourne,
Youth Brigade,
Nas,
Joe Smooth,
Fifty Foot Hose,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joensuu 1685,
Sonny Sharrock,
Severed Heads,
Hardrive,
The Motions,
Khruangbin,
Ronan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Section 25,
Avey Tare,
Joey Negro,
Kenny Larkin,
Tommy Roe,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Yazoo,
Byron Stingily,
AZ,
Sonic Youth,
Trumans Water,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kas Product,
F. McDonald,
China Crisis,
Scan 7,
T. Rex,
Michelle Simonal,
Slick Rick,
Vladislav Delay,
Brand Nubian,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
10cc,
Qualms,
8 Eyed Spy,
Talk Talk,
Organ,
Royal Trux,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.