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 Croatia and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bologna.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Visage to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Bobbi Humphrey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Angels of Light,
Blake Baxter,
Cecil Taylor,
Jeru the Damaja,
Joy Division,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lou Reed,
Cal Tjader,
Excepter,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lebanon Hanover,
Zero Boys,
Lou Christie,
Max Romeo,
A Certain Ratio,
Circle Jerks,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jacques Brel,
China Crisis,
Derrick Morgan,
T.S.O.L.,
Country Teasers,
Judy Mowatt,
MDC,
Don Cherry,
Youth Brigade,
The Evens,
Jandek,
Minny Pops,
Hot Snakes,
Model 500,
Black Moon,
The Walker Brothers,
The Mojo Men,
Essential Logic,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Livin' Joy,
Young Marble Giants,
a-ha,
Ossler,
The Birthday Party,
Pagans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
One Last Wish,
Harmonia,
Erasure,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cymande,
Adolescents,
Moebius,
Rakim,
H. Thieme,
The Raincoats,
Crime,
Oneida,
Swans,
Michelle Simonal,
Derrick May,
Flash Fearless,
Connie Case,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.