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 Tuvalu and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 linndrum 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 Wire to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dorothy Ashby,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Average White Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Monks,
The Walker Brothers,
Pulsallama,
Sugar Minott,
Junior Murvin,
Peter and Kerry,
Byron Stingily,
The Cure,
Skriet,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Warren Ellis,
X-101,
Gang Green,
Piero Umiliani,
Infiniti,
The Zeros,
Deakin,
Shoche,
Aswad,
Terrestrial Tones,
Funky Four + One,
JFA,
Funkadelic,
Rod Modell,
Camberwell Now,
Groovy Waters,
Lungfish,
Zero Boys,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cybotron,
June Days,
Pierre Henry,
Public Image Ltd.,
Buzzcocks,
Scan 7,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eurythmics,
The Fuzztones,
Minor Threat,
Au Pairs,
Boredoms,
Neil Young,
Dark Day,
kango's stein massive,
Peter & Gordon,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Busters,
Royal Trux,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Radio Birdman,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ronnie Foster,
Alphaville,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.