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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Yazoo to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gong,
Brick,
Supertramp,
Aural Exciters,
David McCallum,
Joy Division,
Flash Fearless,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Barracudas,
Surgeon,
The Dead C,
the Bar-Kays,
The Monks,
Arcadia,
Davy DMX,
Interpol,
Soulsonic Force,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Shuggie Otis,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Althea and Donna,
Monks,
OOIOO,
Flipper,
Howard Jones,
Michelle Simonal,
Motorama,
Das Ding,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Harry Pussy,
Donny Hathaway,
The Standells,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rakim,
The Sound,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Roy Ayers,
The Mummies,
ABBA,
The Saints,
Essential Logic,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Move,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Neon Judgement,
Yazoo,
Gang Green,
Soft Machine,
The Residents,
Dual Sessions,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
This Heat,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Schoolly D,
Subhumans,
Bluetip,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lightning Bolt,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.