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 Tanzania and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Sound Behaviour to the disco 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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angry Samoans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
The Doors,
The Golliwogs,
Fad Gadget,
The Grass Roots,
It's A Beautiful Day,
10cc,
Young Marble Giants,
Magma,
Letta Mbulu,
Boogie Down Productions,
Max Romeo,
Black Flag,
Quantec,
Quadrant,
Sound Behaviour,
Dual Sessions,
Dawn Penn,
Frankie Knuckles,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bang On A Can,
Japan,
Byron Stingily,
Depeche Mode,
Youth Brigade,
The Invisible,
Lucky Dragons,
Zapp,
Lungfish,
R.M.O.,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Angels of Light,
Camberwell Now,
Sparks,
Mandrill,
Unwound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Hashim,
Eve St. Jones,
the Bar-Kays,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lower 48,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
This Heat,
David Axelrod,
Crash Course in Science,
Minutemen,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Music Machine,
Accadde A,
Deakin,
Kas Product,
Skriet,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Public Image Ltd.,
Livin' Joy,
Wolf Eyes,
Lou Christie,
The Neon Judgement,
T.S.O.L.,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.