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 Gambia and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 guitar 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 Hoover to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Lungfish,
Country Teasers,
Jeff Lynne,
Shoche,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Gap Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Durutti Column,
Smog,
The Zeros,
Moby Grape,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gang of Four,
Gil Scott Heron,
Circle Jerks,
Magma,
The Toasters,
Liliput,
The Happenings,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Associates,
Connie Case,
Fad Gadget,
The Pop Group,
Marc Almond,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Dirtbombs,
Infiniti,
Moebius,
Kool Moe Dee,
John Coltrane,
Hoover,
Bush Tetras,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Human League,
Mission of Burma,
Roy Ayers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eddi Front,
Crash Course in Science,
Youth Brigade,
Sonny Sharrock,
Andrew Hill,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jawbox,
The Neon Judgement,
Trumans Water,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kerrie Biddell,
Boredoms,
Jacob Miller,
Ten City,
The Velvet Underground,
DJ Style,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.