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 Afghanistan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bill Wells to the rap 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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Khruangbin,
The Barracudas,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Moebius,
Make Up,
Ronan,
Matthew Bourne,
The Associates,
Slick Rick,
James White and The Blacks,
Harmonia,
Subhumans,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Arthur Verocai,
Sonny Sharrock,
Von Mondo,
Michelle Simonal,
Fat Boys,
Prince Buster,
Peter and Kerry,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Man Eating Sloth,
Crispian St. Peters,
Barrington Levy,
Audionom,
Bush Tetras,
John Holt,
Intrusion,
Eric Copeland,
Skriet,
Hot Snakes,
Godley & Creme,
Rites of Spring,
Swell Maps,
Donald Byrd,
The Cure,
Ultimate Spinach,
Heaven 17,
Judy Mowatt,
Circle Jerks,
Marvin Gaye,
The Velvet Underground,
DNA,
Neu!,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Mars,
Cheater Slicks,
the Soft Cell,
L. Decosne,
Joe Smooth,
Scion,
Scott Walker,
Sugar Minott,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ituana,
Youth Brigade,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.