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 Marshall Islands and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Von Mondo to the jazz 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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
U.S. Maple,
Trumans Water,
Soulsonic Force,
David McCallum,
Blake Baxter,
The Dead C,
Fatback Band,
Das Ding,
Animal Collective,
Duran Duran,
Funky Four + One,
The Move,
Chris & Cosey,
X-102,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
X-Ray Spex,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Little Man,
Crash Course in Science,
Crime,
The Fortunes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bush Tetras,
Average White Band,
Pere Ubu,
Albert Ayler,
Stereo Dub,
Eli Mardock,
Derrick May,
Morten Harket,
F. McDonald,
New Order,
Colin Newman,
Oblivians,
China Crisis,
Jandek,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Leaves,
Delta 5,
Rekid,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kenny Larkin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ultimate Spinach,
Pulsallama,
The Cure,
The Velvet Underground,
Wally Richardson,
Jeff Mills,
Saccharine Trust,
The Evens,
Minutemen,
Pagans,
John Lydon,
The Neon Judgement,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Buckinghams,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.