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 Kenya and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 chamberlin 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 Bootsy Collins to the techno 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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
The Vogues,
Don Cherry,
Amon Düül,
The Raincoats,
Little Man,
Rufus Thomas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eddi Front,
Gregory Isaacs,
Depeche Mode,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Slackers,
Dawn Penn,
Bobby Womack,
Tubeway Army,
Liliput,
The Pretty Things,
This Heat,
Saccharine Trust,
Infiniti,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Groovy Waters,
The Motions,
Guru Guru,
Henry Cow,
Section 25,
Joyce Sims,
Radiohead,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
EPMD,
Pere Ubu,
the Sonics,
AZ,
The Gap Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Franke,
Interpol,
Barry Ungar,
Derrick May,
MDC,
Eric Copeland,
Soft Machine,
Shoche,
Arthur Verocai,
Swell Maps,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
kango's stein massive,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Barracudas,
Donny Hathaway,
Ken Boothe,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Smog,
Procol Harum,
Gang Starr,
Ponytail,
La Düsseldorf,
Soul II Soul,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.