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 Tanzania and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 güiro 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 The Tremeloes to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Charles Mingus,
Los Fastidios,
the Germs,
The Cowsills,
Easy Going,
Bauhaus,
Moby Grape,
Interpol,
The Fuzztones,
8 Eyed Spy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eurythmics,
Flash Fearless,
The Moleskins,
Au Pairs,
Animal Collective,
MC5,
The Zeros,
10cc,
The Techniques,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Skriet,
The Residents,
Radio Birdman,
Second Layer,
Camberwell Now,
Altered Images,
The Grass Roots,
Todd Terry,
Yaz,
Leonard Cohen,
Japan,
DJ Sneak,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nirvana,
Lalo Schifrin,
Robert Wyatt,
Thee Headcoats,
Vainqueur,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kaleidoscope,
Banda Bassotti,
Bobby Byrd,
X-102,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gastr Del Sol,
Althea and Donna,
Jerry's Kids,
The Slackers,
Albert Ayler,
Masters at Work,
The Shadows of Knight,
John Cale,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brothers Johnson,
kango's stein massive,
Johnny Osbourne,
Judy Mowatt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.