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 Australia and from Cairo.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Moleskins to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Kinks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eurythmics,
Siglo XX,
Dark Day,
Soulsonic Force,
Skriet,
DJ Sneak,
DNA,
Jimmy McGriff,
Wally Richardson,
Q65,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cymande,
Wolf Eyes,
Swell Maps,
Nas,
Intrusion,
Scientists,
Quadrant,
Franke,
Excepter,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Porter Ricks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jerry's Kids,
Radiohead,
Eric B and Rakim,
Country Teasers,
Kerri Chandler,
Guru Guru,
Jacob Miller,
Pagans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Flesh Eaters,
Darondo,
Pantytec,
Dead Boys,
Spoonie Gee,
The Misunderstood,
Erykah Badu,
Letta Mbulu,
Flash Fearless,
Ponytail,
Pussy Galore,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stiv Bators,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Donald Byrd,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Moleskins,
Kayak,
Minnie Riperton,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Pretty Things,
Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras.
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.