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 Belgium and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Carl Craig to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Flash Fearless,
Jerry Gold Smith,
ABBA,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The New Christs,
Kenny Larkin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
EPMD,
The Gap Band,
The Fugs,
Tropical Tobacco,
Accadde A,
Organ,
The United States of America,
Skarface,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nation of Ulysses,
Dual Sessions,
Fatback Band,
The Red Krayola,
The Selecter,
John Cale,
Ronan,
Babytalk,
Johnny Osbourne,
Deepchord,
Scientists,
Marmalade,
June of 44,
F. McDonald,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scott Walker,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Cure,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gong,
Section 25,
Tears for Fears,
Harmonia,
Jacob Miller,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dave Gahan,
The Residents,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Aural Exciters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Funkadelic,
Brass Construction,
Bronski Beat,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Massinfluence,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Junior Murvin,
The Alarm Clocks,
Supertramp,
Lungfish,
The Knickerbockers,
Alison Limerick,
The Monochrome Set,
Chrome,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding 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.