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 Mongolia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the crunk 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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Count Five,
Fatback Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lou Reed,
Chris Corsano,
Iggy Pop,
Tubeway Army,
Jacob Miller,
Aural Exciters,
Grandmaster Flash,
Scientists,
Roy Ayers,
Main Source,
Curtis Mayfield,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
K-Klass,
The Fuzztones,
Sun Ra,
Pantaleimon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Stiv Bators,
The Smiths,
Dead Boys,
Deepchord,
Chris & Cosey,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Avey Tare,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Black Pus,
John Lydon,
Sarah Menescal,
Bootsy Collins,
Roger Hodgson,
The Barracudas,
The Sound,
Kerrie Biddell,
L. Decosne,
Colin Newman,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Q65,
JFA,
Patti Smith,
Josef K,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Quando Quango,
Ken Boothe,
Cecil Taylor,
Desert Stars,
Schoolly D,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rod Modell,
Khruangbin,
Minny Pops,
Fat Boys,
The Human League,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith.
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.