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 United States and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Eric Copeland to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Idris Muhammad,
Kaleidoscope,
Pulsallama,
X-102,
Maurizio,
Rekid,
Tommy Roe,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Half Japanese,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sight & Sound,
Bobby Sherman,
Eddi Front,
Darondo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Albert Ayler,
Public Enemy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Minnie Riperton,
Bang On A Can,
Lower 48,
Spandau Ballet,
Johnny Clarke,
Royal Trux,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Litter,
The Walker Brothers,
ABBA,
R.M.O.,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sandy B,
Talk Talk,
Mantronix,
Cybotron,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Hasil Adkins,
Sonic Youth,
Black Sheep,
The Count Five,
Eden Ahbez,
Mars,
Essential Logic,
Swell Maps,
The Slits,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gichy Dan,
Can,
Charles Mingus,
AZ,
Max Romeo,
New Age Steppers,
The Standells,
Isaac Hayes,
Matthew Bourne,
Flash Fearless,
Alison Limerick,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.