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 Denmark and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 ABC to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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?
LL Cool J,
The Cure,
Morten Harket,
Massinfluence,
Deadbeat,
Yaz,
Ohio Players,
Fad Gadget,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Cramps,
Radiohead,
The Stooges,
Funky Four + One,
James White and The Blacks,
Fat Boys,
Fatback Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rekid,
Nico,
Intrusion,
Boredoms,
Roy Ayers,
Ice-T,
K-Klass,
Kaleidoscope,
A Certain Ratio,
Neil Young,
The Vogues,
Panda Bear,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Desert Stars,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lucky Dragons,
Guru Guru,
Scrapy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Skriet,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Invisible,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Essential Logic,
Anakelly,
Cal Tjader,
Clear Light,
The Young Rascals,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mars,
Sällskapet,
Grandmaster Flash,
Crooked Eye,
The Move,
Kas Product,
Slave,
Albert Ayler,
Skaos,
Supertramp,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Johnny Clarke,
Drexciya,
Sandy B,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.