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 Russia and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 arpeggiator 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 Electric Prunes to the disco 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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band 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 '70s.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
48th St. Collective,
Rekid,
JFA,
Gil Scott Heron,
Aural Exciters,
Quando Quango,
New Age Steppers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sonny Sharrock,
John Holt,
Kerri Chandler,
Wings,
Swell Maps,
Saccharine Trust,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Dennis Brown,
Quadrant,
Kerrie Biddell,
Excepter,
Roxy Music,
Zapp,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Arab on Radar,
June Days,
Glenn Branca,
Ultra Naté,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Buckinghams,
Underground Resistance,
Soulsonic Force,
Flipper,
Alice Coltrane,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rosa Yemen,
Junior Murvin,
Newcleus,
Maleditus Sound,
Carl Craig,
T. Rex,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Barracudas,
Robert Hood,
Skaos,
H. Thieme,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Amazonics,
The Electric Prunes,
Neu!,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bang On A Can,
The Techniques,
Iggy Pop,
Organ,
Au Pairs,
Maurizio,
Yusef Lateef,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Easy Going,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Thee Headcoats,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.