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 Italy and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 clarinet 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 Pharoah Sanders to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 B.T. Express. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day 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 grunge 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Deepchord,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pole,
The Moody Blues,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Peter & Gordon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sixth Finger,
Delta 5,
Dennis Brown,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kool Moe Dee,
Amon Düül II,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Technova,
Smog,
Grauzone,
Funkadelic,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
E-Dancer,
Silicon Teens,
Rakim,
Section 25,
Bill Near,
Main Source,
Malaria!,
Half Japanese,
The Raincoats,
Swell Maps,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sonny Sharrock,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jawbox,
Amon Düül,
Interpol,
Royal Trux,
Alison Limerick,
Anakelly,
EPMD,
The Walker Brothers,
Quantec,
Outsiders,
Pussy Galore,
Eden Ahbez,
Mission of Burma,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bluetip,
Crooked Eye,
Maurizio,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Excepter,
Warren Ellis,
Michelle Simonal,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
cv313,
Underground Resistance,
The Misunderstood,
Gang Green,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.