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 Taiwan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Simply Red to the rap 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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Popol Vuh record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Rhythm & Sound,
Average White Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Litter,
The Vogues,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ornette Coleman,
Letta Mbulu,
E-Dancer,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Charles Mingus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
KRS-One,
OOIOO,
John Cale,
The Move,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Index,
Josef K,
The Toasters,
DJ Style,
Donny Hathaway,
Grauzone,
The Buckinghams,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kerrie Biddell,
Henry Cow,
Jimmy McGriff,
B.T. Express,
China Crisis,
Minnie Riperton,
Adolescents,
Yusef Lateef,
Lower 48,
Can,
Scrapy,
Neu!,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Robert Görl,
Heaven 17,
MDC,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Echospace,
Hot Snakes,
David Axelrod,
Stetsasonic,
Terry Callier,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
John Lydon,
Mandrill,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Fire Engines,
Barbara Tucker,
Camberwell Now,
The Gladiators,
Eli Mardock,
Minny Pops,
Goldenarms,
Kaleidoscope,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.