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 Guinea-Bissau and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the rock 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 Fela Kuti. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Reuben Wilson,
Gang of Four,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Country Teasers,
the Soft Cell,
Section 25,
Ten City,
Absolute Body Control,
Bobby Womack,
Malaria!,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Saints,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Cluster,
Fugazi,
The Fall,
Ponytail,
Derrick Morgan,
Parry Music,
Royal Trux,
Toni Rubio,
Y Pants,
Blake Baxter,
Aswad,
Gang Starr,
Skarface,
Dennis Brown,
8 Eyed Spy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
These Immortal Souls,
Flamin' Groovies,
Alphaville,
T. Rex,
Flash Fearless,
Silicon Teens,
Robert Hood,
Bang On A Can,
Man Parrish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Kinks,
Junior Murvin,
The Detroit Cobras,
Hashim,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Sound,
Scientists,
Fela Kuti,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bronski Beat,
Moby Grape,
Tomorrow,
Das Ding,
Jeru the Damaja,
Carl Craig,
The Remains,
Alton Ellis,
Con Funk Shun,
The Misunderstood,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.