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 Bahamas and from Houston.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Max Romeo to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
a-ha,
The Pretty Things,
Smog,
ABBA,
Arab on Radar,
Technova,
The Trojans,
The Associates,
Panda Bear,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Glenn Branca,
Hot Snakes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
E-Dancer,
Kenny Larkin,
The Human League,
Agent Orange,
John Lydon,
Joe Finger,
Audionom,
Second Layer,
Das Ding,
X-101,
Marcia Griffiths,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soul II Soul,
Guru Guru,
Magma,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Magazine,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rapeman,
Crime,
Sugar Minott,
The Young Rascals,
Danielle Patucci,
Ossler,
Trumans Water,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tropical Tobacco,
Deadbeat,
The Fire Engines,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Velvet Underground,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bill Near,
Connie Case,
Zapp,
The Cramps,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Icehouse,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Dead C,
Donny Hathaway,
Khruangbin,
Main Source,
Gang of Four,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.