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 Dominica and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 synthesizer 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
David McCallum,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Prince Buster,
Buzzcocks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Raincoats,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Stetsasonic,
The Divine Comedy,
Bill Near,
DJ Sneak,
Soft Cell,
Fluxion,
Dennis Brown,
Procol Harum,
The Modern Lovers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Archie Shepp,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Dead C,
The Cosmic Jokers,
a-ha,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kayak,
Ice-T,
Organ,
Ohio Players,
Nils Olav,
The Blackbyrds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Oneida,
Unrelated Segments,
Todd Rundgren,
Ultravox,
FM Einheit,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
John Holt,
In Retrospect,
Chrome,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Black Flag,
T.S.O.L.,
Public Enemy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lebanon Hanover,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Supertramp,
Gerry Rafferty,
Crooked Eye,
The Doobie Brothers,
The United States of America,
Hot Snakes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Connie Case,
Jacques Brel,
Babytalk,
Mars,
Essential Logic,
Scientists,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.