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 Malta and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Skatalites to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 8 Eyed Spy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
FM Einheit,
Infiniti,
Rotary Connection,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mo-Dettes,
Pet Shop Boys,
Black Flag,
The Golliwogs,
Masters at Work,
Gabor Szabo,
the Germs,
Roger Hodgson,
Jawbox,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Soft Machine,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sight & Sound,
Duran Duran,
Fear,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jesper Dahlback,
Das Ding,
The Five Americans,
The Index,
the Normal,
Sällskapet,
Todd Rundgren,
The Fuzztones,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marc Almond,
Goldenarms,
Swell Maps,
A Certain Ratio,
Underground Resistance,
Brick,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Audionom,
Spoonie Gee,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Carl Craig,
Ludus,
Moss Icon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Boogie Down Productions,
Groovy Waters,
The Walker Brothers,
Graham Central Station,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Average White Band,
The Buckinghams,
Vladislav Delay,
Shuggie Otis,
Can,
Bill Near,
Neu!,
Jandek,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Agent Orange,
Kevin Saunderson,
Reuben Wilson,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.