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 Oman and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Trumans Water 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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Litter,
Q65,
The Doors,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
June Days,
L. Decosne,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Yusef Lateef,
The Fire Engines,
Eli Mardock,
The Gladiators,
Shuggie Otis,
X-Ray Spex,
Reagan Youth,
Morten Harket,
Roy Ayers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ralphi Rosario,
Moby Grape,
Soft Machine,
The Knickerbockers,
The Blackbyrds,
The Toasters,
Jeff Mills,
Eve St. Jones,
Cheater Slicks,
Flash Fearless,
Tomorrow,
Echospace,
Mission of Burma,
Animal Collective,
Boogie Down Productions,
Y Pants,
Joyce Sims,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fela Kuti,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Moody Blues,
Michelle Simonal,
Bootsy Collins,
Rekid,
The Cure,
The Buckinghams,
DJ Sneak,
T.S.O.L.,
Babytalk,
Agitation Free,
Sun Ra,
David Axelrod,
Moss Icon,
Pussy Galore,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jerry's Kids,
Kayak,
Iggy Pop,
Little Man,
Clear Light,
Silicon Teens,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camberwell Now,
the Soft Cell,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.