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 Burkina and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Wings to the rock 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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Minnie Riperton,
Guru Guru,
Fela Kuti,
Flash Fearless,
The Monochrome Set,
Jawbox,
Animal Collective,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Second Layer,
Yellowson,
Hot Snakes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Angry Samoans,
Gang Starr,
Chrome,
The Buckinghams,
Man Parrish,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scrapy,
Tubeway Army,
Dead Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Blackbyrds,
Talk Talk,
Cymande,
The Fire Engines,
Warren Ellis,
Liliput,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Barclay James Harvest,
Organ,
The Music Machine,
Adolescents,
The Moody Blues,
Todd Terry,
Supertramp,
Funkadelic,
Quadrant,
The Beau Brummels,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Public Image Ltd.,
Michelle Simonal,
Bluetip,
The Doors,
DJ Sneak,
Harry Pussy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Neu!,
Joyce Sims,
Kurtis Blow,
Monolake,
Gang of Four,
Trumans Water,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tears for Fears,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lou Christie,
Siglo XX,
T.S.O.L.,
The Gories,
Soft Cell,
The Busters,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.