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 Mauritius and from Copenhagen.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bill Near to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 the Swans. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scan 7,
Curtis Mayfield,
Johnny Osbourne,
Massinfluence,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bronski Beat,
Grauzone,
ABBA,
Piero Umiliani,
The Toasters,
Flipper,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Thee Headcoats,
The Cure,
Von Mondo,
One Last Wish,
Yellowson,
Livin' Joy,
Alison Limerick,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Loose Ends,
Marine Girls,
Marvin Gaye,
Eli Mardock,
Reagan Youth,
The Mojo Men,
Ultra Naté,
Danielle Patucci,
Blake Baxter,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lyres,
Crispian St. Peters,
Magma,
Slick Rick,
The Litter,
the Slits,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joensuu 1685,
Porter Ricks,
the Swans,
Little Man,
Bluetip,
Mission of Burma,
Peter and Kerry,
Simply Red,
Dual Sessions,
Andrew Hill,
Franke,
Au Pairs,
Kerrie Biddell,
Panda Bear,
Delta 5,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Sonics,
Oneida,
Fugazi,
Minnie Riperton,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
H. Thieme,
Underground Resistance,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.