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 Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Groovy Waters to the grime 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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Marshall Jefferson,
E-Dancer,
Lakeside,
Godley & Creme,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mad Mike,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Harry Pussy,
Eurythmics,
Kool Moe Dee,
Boogie Down Productions,
Deakin,
Basic Channel,
Fluxion,
The Star Department,
Alton Ellis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pagans,
Leonard Cohen,
Tres Demented,
Monks,
FM Einheit,
Skaos,
Dual Sessions,
One Last Wish,
Johnny Osbourne,
Underground Resistance,
Alice Coltrane,
Altered Images,
the Normal,
Tubeway Army,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Soft Machine,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Radiohead,
Supertramp,
Alphaville,
Fat Boys,
Michelle Simonal,
Faraquet,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Smog,
Albert Ayler,
The American Breed,
Crash Course in Science,
Fela Kuti,
Marc Almond,
T.S.O.L.,
Slick Rick,
Lower 48,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Sonics,
Todd Rundgren,
Faust,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Skatalites,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.