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 Indonesia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Knickerbockers to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
The New Christs,
Matthew Halsall,
Yellowson,
Oblivians,
Drexciya,
Groovy Waters,
Popol Vuh,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joe Smooth,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Robert Görl,
Marshall Jefferson,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rosa Yemen,
The Associates,
Jandek,
Q and Not U,
Young Marble Giants,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Move,
Eddi Front,
Bluetip,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Harmonia,
Flipper,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kerrie Biddell,
Shoche,
Camberwell Now,
Janne Schatter,
Suburban Knight,
The Invisible,
Blake Baxter,
Black Bananas,
Charles Mingus,
Massinfluence,
Blossom Toes,
Skarface,
Sonic Youth,
Crime,
The Gun Club,
Arthur Verocai,
Max Romeo,
Supertramp,
Ossler,
Tomorrow,
the Slits,
Jimmy McGriff,
Clear Light,
Crooked Eye,
Sparks,
Quadrant,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Zapp,
The Young Rascals,
Bauhaus,
The Gap Band,
Delta 5,
LL Cool J,
Scratch Acid,
Los Fastidios,
Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth.
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.