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 Latvia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Tom Verlaine 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 The Wake to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lou Christie,
Isaac Hayes,
Agitation Free,
LL Cool J,
The Stooges,
Shuggie Otis,
Royal Trux,
The Sound,
Fad Gadget,
Eric Dolphy,
June of 44,
Kevin Saunderson,
Arthur Verocai,
Kool Moe Dee,
Reuben Wilson,
The Vogues,
New Age Steppers,
Kas Product,
Eve St. Jones,
Nik Kershaw,
Brass Construction,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dennis Brown,
Aural Exciters,
Neil Young,
Cameo,
Wings,
Audionom,
Marmalade,
Bang On A Can,
Electric Prunes,
U.S. Maple,
the Swans,
Eric B and Rakim,
Judy Mowatt,
the Association,
The Angels of Light,
Anthony Braxton,
Con Funk Shun,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gichy Dan,
Bill Near,
Aswad,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ken Boothe,
Gerry Rafferty,
Terry Callier,
Rosa Yemen,
Susan Cadogan,
Delta 5,
Quando Quango,
Arab on Radar,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lucky Dragons,
Drexciya,
Todd Terry,
10cc,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.