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 Czech Republic and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Five Americans to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Matthew Bourne,
Cybotron,
Yazoo,
UT,
Model 500,
Ronan,
Tom Boy,
Surgeon,
Crispy Ambulance,
Archie Shepp,
Iggy Pop,
X-101,
Agitation Free,
Mantronix,
Chris & Cosey,
Blancmange,
Scrapy,
Soulsonic Force,
The Toasters,
This Heat,
Josef K,
Scientists,
Simply Red,
Magma,
Au Pairs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nas,
Sam Rivers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Amazonics,
Brothers Johnson,
Absolute Body Control,
Alton Ellis,
Pet Shop Boys,
Chrome,
Fugazi,
David Bowie,
Schoolly D,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
kango's stein massive,
Camouflage,
H. Thieme,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Wasted Youth,
Crispian St. Peters,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Altered Images,
The Slits,
Basic Channel,
X-102,
Desert Stars,
Marvin Gaye,
Suburban Knight,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Skatalites,
Flash Fearless,
Connie Case,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.