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 Uganda and from Halifax.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Idris Muhammad to the funk 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 The Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Skarface,
Lower 48,
The Wake,
Television Personalities,
K-Klass,
The Cowsills,
Alison Limerick,
Gregory Isaacs,
Khruangbin,
Scrapy,
The Smiths,
Blossom Toes,
The Neon Judgement,
Pole,
The Moleskins,
E-Dancer,
Scott Walker,
Faust,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
ABC,
Danielle Patucci,
The Leaves,
Brass Construction,
Half Japanese,
The Litter,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Motions,
Carl Craig,
Intrusion,
Black Bananas,
Sparks,
PIL,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Christie,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Joyce Sims,
Scientists,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soft Machine,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
John Coltrane,
The Five Americans,
The Offenders,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Swell Maps,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sarah Menescal,
Agitation Free,
D'Angelo,
Thompson Twins,
the Bar-Kays,
The Gladiators,
Quantec,
Porter Ricks,
The Stooges,
Mars,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B.
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.