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 Madagascar and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 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 Isaac Hayes to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Excepter,
The Count Five,
Television Personalities,
Roy Ayers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Altered Images,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Eddi Front,
Eden Ahbez,
Cheater Slicks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Peter & Gordon,
In Retrospect,
The Fall,
Au Pairs,
Audionom,
Slave,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kurtis Blow,
Surgeon,
Dave Gahan,
One Last Wish,
Deepchord,
Qualms,
Harmonia,
Jacob Miller,
Technova,
Erasure,
Camberwell Now,
Don Cherry,
Scrapy,
Morten Harket,
David McCallum,
Pylon,
Unrelated Segments,
Albert Ayler,
Alice Coltrane,
Dennis Brown,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ten City,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Gap Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Index,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Velvet Underground,
Mars,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Beau Brummels,
X-Ray Spex,
10cc,
The Fugs,
Second Layer,
Wolf Eyes,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.