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 Taipei.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 808 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
The Pop Group,
K-Klass,
Q and Not U,
PIL,
Soft Machine,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Prince Buster,
Bronski Beat,
Heaven 17,
Brothers Johnson,
DJ Sneak,
cv313,
The Offenders,
Ronan,
Aural Exciters,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ituana,
Girls At Our Best!,
Danielle Patucci,
Livin' Joy,
Johnny Clarke,
Jerry's Kids,
Jeff Lynne,
The Young Rascals,
Anakelly,
Whodini,
D'Angelo,
Monolake,
Basic Channel,
The Grass Roots,
Theoretical Girls,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Mark Hollis,
Metal Thangz,
Babytalk,
Bizarre Inc.,
Deepchord,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dual Sessions,
Reagan Youth,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Goldenarms,
Rhythm & Sound,
Niagra,
Susan Cadogan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Procol Harum,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Gladiators,
Country Teasers,
X-102,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sonic Youth,
Con Funk Shun,
Blancmange,
Brick,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.