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 Colombia and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Gerry Rafferty 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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
The Associates,
Stetsasonic,
Lindisfarne,
Warsaw,
Joe Smooth,
Junior Murvin,
Barry Ungar,
Throbbing Gristle,
David Axelrod,
Theoretical Girls,
Jeff Lynne,
Subhumans,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Man Parrish,
Gabor Szabo,
Talk Talk,
The Misunderstood,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Isaac Hayes,
10cc,
Prince Buster,
Carl Craig,
Rosa Yemen,
Johnny Clarke,
The Seeds,
Thompson Twins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Television Personalities,
The United States of America,
Mr. Review,
Electric Prunes,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Techniques,
Sam Rivers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sight & Sound,
Morten Harket,
Lower 48,
Janne Schatter,
The Buckinghams,
Nils Olav,
Pere Ubu,
Kenny Larkin,
The Pretty Things,
X-101,
Scion,
Quadrant,
Nirvana,
June Days,
Scan 7,
Arab on Radar,
Moby Grape,
Anakelly,
The Birthday Party,
Arcadia,
ABC,
The Gories,
The Slackers,
Blancmange,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.