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 Samoa and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Monolake to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Stooges,
Leonard Cohen,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Skaos,
Radiohead,
Soft Machine,
Delon & Dalcan,
Procol Harum,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Gladiators,
Infiniti,
Metal Thangz,
the Fania All-Stars,
Malaria!,
Chris & Cosey,
Parry Music,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Anthony Braxton,
Popol Vuh,
The Slits,
cv313,
Ice-T,
Johnny Osbourne,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cameo,
Lightning Bolt,
Lakeside,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Grass Roots,
Jeff Mills,
Electric Prunes,
Gang Gang Dance,
PIL,
Sam Rivers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Magma,
The Mummies,
Traffic Nightmare,
Quadrant,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Piero Umiliani,
Radio Birdman,
Alton Ellis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Skatalites,
Tim Buckley,
Spoonie Gee,
R.M.O.,
Yazoo,
The Mojo Men,
The Electric Prunes,
Royal Trux,
Crispy Ambulance,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.