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 Andorra and from Philadelphia.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin 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 Little Man to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
the Human League,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Fuzztones,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Monks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Loose Ends,
Rod Modell,
Darondo,
Babytalk,
Grandmaster Flash,
Quantec,
Soul II Soul,
Peter and Kerry,
Cybotron,
Schoolly D,
Talk Talk,
Ronnie Foster,
Eric Dolphy,
F. McDonald,
Adolescents,
The Misunderstood,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dorothy Ashby,
Roy Ayers,
The Young Rascals,
Tim Buckley,
Todd Terry,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Danielle Patucci,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
These Immortal Souls,
Roger Hodgson,
MDC,
Qualms,
New Order,
Pharoah Sanders,
Archie Shepp,
Piero Umiliani,
Scion,
Soft Machine,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sällskapet,
The Pop Group,
Faust,
Amazonics,
Anthony Braxton,
Royal Trux,
The Moleskins,
Sonny Sharrock,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
World's Most,
James White and The Blacks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Arcadia,
Malaria!,
Max Romeo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.