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 Maldives and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 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 Godley & Creme to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Judy Mowatt,
Archie Shepp,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sun Ra,
Ken Boothe,
Underground Resistance,
Grey Daturas,
The Detroit Cobras,
Duran Duran,
It's A Beautiful Day,
KRS-One,
Outsiders,
Whodini,
Radiopuhelimet,
Barry Ungar,
Public Enemy,
Rotary Connection,
Sight & Sound,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Vogues,
Fela Kuti,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jesper Dahlback,
Byron Stingily,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lindisfarne,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Inner City,
Rod Modell,
Leonard Cohen,
Infiniti,
The Busters,
Amon Düül II,
Matthew Bourne,
Excepter,
Schoolly D,
Tropical Tobacco,
Television Personalities,
Dark Day,
The Dead C,
Monolake,
Guru Guru,
Deakin,
The Star Department,
Scientists,
Laurel Aitken,
The Monochrome Set,
Electric Prunes,
Maleditus Sound,
The Seeds,
Rapeman,
Massinfluence,
Index,
Thompson Twins,
Iggy Pop,
Section 25,
Ronan,
Roxy Music,
Janne Schatter,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
AZ,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.