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 Armenia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 harpsichord 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 Arcadia to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
kango's stein massive,
Jeff Mills,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Isaac Hayes,
L. Decosne,
Parry Music,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Curtis Mayfield,
Schoolly D,
Chrome,
Tim Buckley,
Nas,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Stockholm Monsters,
DNA,
ABBA,
A Certain Ratio,
X-Ray Spex,
Sarah Menescal,
Letta Mbulu,
Sonic Youth,
Delta 5,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Yusef Lateef,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
A Flock of Seagulls,
June of 44,
New York Dolls,
Ohio Players,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ken Boothe,
Michelle Simonal,
Blossom Toes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Derrick May,
Kerri Chandler,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Funky Four + One,
Stetsasonic,
Joy Division,
Don Cherry,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Motions,
Intrusion,
Patti Smith,
Archie Shepp,
Lou Christie,
Byron Stingily,
Mantronix,
Minnie Riperton,
Sixth Finger,
Lindisfarne,
Reagan Youth,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Idris Muhammad,
Amon Düül,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.