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 Bahrain and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
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 snare 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 Connie Case to the funk 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Rufus Thomas,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Reuben Wilson,
The Index,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bluetip,
Rotary Connection,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Sound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Alphaville,
Marvin Gaye,
L. Decosne,
Ten City,
Flash Fearless,
The Grass Roots,
Easy Going,
Ken Boothe,
Boz Scaggs,
The Invisible,
Davy DMX,
Prince Buster,
Jacques Brel,
Eden Ahbez,
Blossom Toes,
Deepchord,
This Heat,
Pagans,
MC5,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Idris Muhammad,
Interpol,
Main Source,
Gang of Four,
The Count Five,
Niagra,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Searchers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Smoke,
New Order,
Simply Red,
Brick,
Depeche Mode,
Gregory Isaacs,
Animal Collective,
The Motions,
Pere Ubu,
Electric Prunes,
Newcleus,
Rekid,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Popol Vuh,
Isaac Hayes,
Mad Mike,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Detroit Cobras,
Magma,
Fela Kuti,
The Black Dice,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.