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 Vietnam and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the jazz 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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dead C record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Public Enemy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lindisfarne,
Grey Daturas,
The Modern Lovers,
A Certain Ratio,
Aaron Thompson,
Surgeon,
DJ Sneak,
Susan Cadogan,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Buckinghams,
Groovy Waters,
Junior Murvin,
Joe Finger,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Anakelly,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Make Up,
DJ Style,
Cal Tjader,
The Associates,
Avey Tare,
John Holt,
The Slits,
Sight & Sound,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Blackbyrds,
Mandrill,
Howard Jones,
Stetsasonic,
The Gories,
Kayak,
Boz Scaggs,
The Kinks,
Lyres,
Accadde A,
Flipper,
Black Pus,
Juan Atkins,
Isaac Hayes,
Crash Course in Science,
Inner City,
Kas Product,
Gang of Four,
The Index,
Cameo,
Alphaville,
Spoonie Gee,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Adolescents,
The Gun Club,
The Fall,
Von Mondo,
Jacob Miller,
KRS-One,
Crispy Ambulance,
Tubeway Army,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.