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 Monaco and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dave Clark Five to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Siglo XX,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Golliwogs,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
New Age Steppers,
New York Dolls,
Letta Mbulu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pantytec,
AZ,
Pussy Galore,
Mars,
Stetsasonic,
Sparks,
Thee Headcoats,
Alton Ellis,
Brothers Johnson,
Nils Olav,
Glenn Branca,
Animal Collective,
DJ Style,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Fall,
Fifty Foot Hose,
the Soft Cell,
E-Dancer,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gichy Dan,
UT,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Busters,
Quantec,
Panda Bear,
Dennis Brown,
Essential Logic,
Nirvana,
Accadde A,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eric Copeland,
Audionom,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Sound,
Basic Channel,
Metal Thangz,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mr. Review,
Scrapy,
48th St. Collective,
FM Einheit,
Buzzcocks,
Suicide,
Joy Division,
Ponytail,
Gang Green,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Buckinghams,
The Residents,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Judy Mowatt,
Robert Görl,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.