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 Benin and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 mellotron 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 Goldenarms to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
The Cramps,
MC5,
Rapeman,
Reuben Wilson,
Morten Harket,
The Monks,
Funkadelic,
The Moody Blues,
Peter and Kerry,
The Offenders,
Urselle,
Metal Thangz,
Black Sheep,
Oneida,
Grey Daturas,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bronski Beat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nirvana,
Franke,
Swell Maps,
The Divine Comedy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jeff Lynne,
Eric Copeland,
Bobby Byrd,
Michelle Simonal,
Archie Shepp,
Arcadia,
Theoretical Girls,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Minny Pops,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Sonics,
Todd Rundgren,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Technova,
Saccharine Trust,
Donny Hathaway,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Gories,
Erasure,
Bill Near,
Malaria!,
Mr. Review,
Qualms,
Agent Orange,
Pantaleimon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wolf Eyes,
John Holt,
Funky Four + One,
Amon Düül II,
Second Layer,
Brass Construction,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.