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 Iran and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Angels of Light to the dance 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Offenders,
Japan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Metal Thangz,
Donny Hathaway,
Black Bananas,
Stockholm Monsters,
Arab on Radar,
Panda Bear,
Nirvana,
Lou Christie,
CMW,
Slave,
Jacques Brel,
Soul II Soul,
Fat Boys,
Fluxion,
Unrelated Segments,
Hardrive,
the Bar-Kays,
Byron Stingily,
Steve Hackett,
Sällskapet,
Brothers Johnson,
Thee Headcoats,
Rapeman,
Mantronix,
Gastr Del Sol,
Reagan Youth,
Slick Rick,
Agent Orange,
ABBA,
Man Eating Sloth,
New Order,
the Normal,
World's Most,
Pharoah Sanders,
H. Thieme,
Wally Richardson,
Kurtis Blow,
Swell Maps,
Terry Callier,
The Evens,
The Star Department,
Jerry's Kids,
Newcleus,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Little Man,
Scrapy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Shoche,
The Real Kids,
Essential Logic,
Scientists,
Wasted Youth,
Robert Wyatt,
Ludus,
The Mojo Men,
Alice Coltrane,
10cc,
Matthew Bourne,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.