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 Slovakia and from Lagos.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Ludus 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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Steve Hackett,
Sixth Finger,
Guru Guru,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
KRS-One,
John Coltrane,
T.S.O.L.,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Unrelated Segments,
Tommy Roe,
Junior Murvin,
Alton Ellis,
Toni Rubio,
Jerry's Kids,
Eve St. Jones,
Swans,
The Martian,
David McCallum,
Goldenarms,
Joy Division,
Hashim,
Sugar Minott,
T. Rex,
Susan Cadogan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Terry Callier,
The Remains,
Carl Craig,
Ituana,
Smog,
Chris Corsano,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Traffic Nightmare,
June Days,
Urselle,
The Happenings,
Whodini,
Connie Case,
The Cure,
The Five Americans,
Morten Harket,
Todd Rundgren,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Shoche,
Boredoms,
Eric Dolphy,
The Sonics,
Eurythmics,
Arcadia,
MDC,
Accadde A,
Japan,
The Evens,
Make Up,
Fluxion,
Rufus Thomas,
The New Christs,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.