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 Brazil and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Holger Czukay 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 Thee Headcoats to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Flash Fearless,
Lakeside,
the Soft Cell,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Human League,
Eli Mardock,
Spandau Ballet,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Das Ding,
Tim Buckley,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Fortunes,
Derrick Morgan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Moss Icon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Grass Roots,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Technova,
Aswad,
Black Pus,
The Names,
Sandy B,
the Normal,
EPMD,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sun City Girls,
Eden Ahbez,
Faraquet,
Fluxion,
Roy Ayers,
The Young Rascals,
Marmalade,
Juan Atkins,
Negative Approach,
Rod Modell,
Swans,
Eric Copeland,
This Heat,
David Axelrod,
Harry Pussy,
MDC,
The Residents,
Michelle Simonal,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
New Age Steppers,
Main Source,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Last Poets,
The American Breed,
Country Teasers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marc Almond,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Don Cherry,
Fugazi,
The Black Dice,
Grauzone,
Camouflage,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.