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 Mongolia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Arcadia to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
China Crisis,
Unrelated Segments,
The Knickerbockers,
Camberwell Now,
The Fire Engines,
Inner City,
DJ Sneak,
Procol Harum,
Sandy B,
Lungfish,
Letta Mbulu,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bad Manners,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lou Christie,
Terry Callier,
Outsiders,
Nick Fraelich,
Grauzone,
A Certain Ratio,
Alphaville,
The Birthday Party,
The Doobie Brothers,
Adolescents,
Organ,
the Bar-Kays,
Pussy Galore,
EPMD,
Al Stewart,
The Barracudas,
Ronan,
The Toasters,
Roger Hodgson,
The Slits,
Eric Dolphy,
Echospace,
Gang Gang Dance,
Wasted Youth,
Whodini,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Stooges,
The Fortunes,
Alison Limerick,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gang Green,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joe Smooth,
Kerrie Biddell,
B.T. Express,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Wire,
The Gap Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Stetsasonic,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.