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 Kenya and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Scan 7 to the disco 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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Henry Cow,
the Human League,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Silicon Teens,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Carl Craig,
Mantronix,
Jerry's Kids,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sam Rivers,
Yusef Lateef,
Roxette,
Donald Byrd,
The Tremeloes,
Skaos,
UT,
Guru Guru,
Isaac Hayes,
Spandau Ballet,
JFA,
Warsaw,
Kurtis Blow,
Joensuu 1685,
Erykah Badu,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Flesh Eaters,
Grey Daturas,
Porter Ricks,
EPMD,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Angry Samoans,
Loose Ends,
Organ,
Boredoms,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Cecil Taylor,
Rakim,
New Age Steppers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Swans,
Fugazi,
Ludus,
Peter & Gordon,
Country Teasers,
John Coltrane,
Interpol,
Terry Callier,
Cymande,
The Pretty Things,
The Sound,
The Offenders,
The Moody Blues,
John Foxx,
Max Romeo,
Ice-T,
Neil Young,
Aswad,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.