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 Pakistan and from Seoul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 linndrum 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 Donny Hathaway to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
10cc,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sandy B,
Alison Limerick,
Althea and Donna,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Colin Newman,
Wasted Youth,
The Remains,
Eric Copeland,
These Immortal Souls,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ituana,
Procol Harum,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tomorrow,
Au Pairs,
Joey Negro,
Toni Rubio,
Altered Images,
Rekid,
The Names,
Alton Ellis,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mary Jane Girls,
Tommy Roe,
Delon & Dalcan,
Radiohead,
Todd Rundgren,
The Fuzztones,
Donny Hathaway,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Brothers Johnson,
Slick Rick,
Thee Headcoats,
Peter and Kerry,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jandek,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ornette Coleman,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Anakelly,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Infiniti,
The Doors,
Man Parrish,
Neu!,
Judy Mowatt,
Gong,
Joy Division,
Carl Craig,
Whodini,
Sex Pistols,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Litter,
Malaria!,
Howard Jones,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.