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 Israel and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Echospace to the dance 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
LL Cool J,
Marine Girls,
ABBA,
The Angels of Light,
Johnny Clarke,
Mary Jane Girls,
Qualms,
Second Layer,
Nas,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wire,
Letta Mbulu,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Au Pairs,
Derrick Morgan,
Neil Young,
Fear,
DJ Style,
Frankie Knuckles,
Avey Tare,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Franke,
MC5,
Ornette Coleman,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joe Finger,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Neon Judgement,
Kas Product,
These Immortal Souls,
Masters at Work,
Loose Ends,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bronski Beat,
Donny Hathaway,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Duran Duran,
Rekid,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kenny Larkin,
Young Marble Giants,
Jacques Brel,
Arab on Radar,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Icehouse,
Ossler,
Stereo Dub,
Ronnie Foster,
Magazine,
Jeru the Damaja,
Alton Ellis,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Pop Group,
The Gun Club,
John Foxx,
The Grass Roots,
Dead Boys,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fluxion,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.