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 Kosovo and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Sun Ra to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Joe Finger,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sam Rivers,
Y Pants,
Archie Shepp,
Susan Cadogan,
Dennis Brown,
Yazoo,
Minny Pops,
Audionom,
Black Pus,
Moss Icon,
Deepchord,
Kayak,
The Slackers,
Echospace,
X-Ray Spex,
The Residents,
Joy Division,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Associates,
Cheater Slicks,
Letta Mbulu,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Doobie Brothers,
D'Angelo,
The Stooges,
Angry Samoans,
Jandek,
The Neon Judgement,
Blossom Toes,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Little Man,
Skriet,
The Buckinghams,
Scott Walker,
Derrick May,
Ten City,
Sexual Harrassment,
Curtis Mayfield,
Panda Bear,
Todd Terry,
Adolescents,
The Selecter,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Essential Logic,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Supertramp,
Steve Hackett,
Lightning Bolt,
Brass Construction,
The J.B.'s,
Technova,
Kerrie Biddell,
Suburban Knight,
Marc Almond,
Bobby Sherman,
Boogie Down Productions,
8 Eyed Spy,
Altered Images,
Gang Starr,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.