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 China and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Prince Buster to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Agitation Free,
Kenny Larkin,
the Association,
Intrusion,
Grandmaster Flash,
DNA,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amazonics,
the Soft Cell,
Wire,
The Golliwogs,
Tropical Tobacco,
Arthur Verocai,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Buckinghams,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Hoover,
Black Sheep,
Kayak,
The Black Dice,
Tres Demented,
Clear Light,
Dead Boys,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ponytail,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Excepter,
Procol Harum,
Joe Finger,
The Angels of Light,
Rotary Connection,
Average White Band,
Bluetip,
FM Einheit,
The Gories,
One Last Wish,
Subhumans,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Alarm Clocks,
David McCallum,
cv313,
Toni Rubio,
Agent Orange,
Boredoms,
Eve St. Jones,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Suburban Knight,
Rhythm & Sound,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
8 Eyed Spy,
Moby Grape,
The Standells,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Saccharine Trust,
Ludus,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
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.