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 Kenya and from Sao Paulo.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 chamberlin 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 Spoonie Gee to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suburban Knight,
Subhumans,
The Gap Band,
Roger Hodgson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Magma,
Gerry Rafferty,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Von Mondo,
The Human League,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tubeway Army,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Zero Boys,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sarah Menescal,
Absolute Body Control,
Isaac Hayes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
World's Most,
the Fania All-Stars,
Matthew Halsall,
Jandek,
Index,
The Mojo Men,
E-Dancer,
Visage,
Jimmy McGriff,
Brick,
Make Up,
Eurythmics,
Piero Umiliani,
Ultra Naté,
H. Thieme,
Slick Rick,
Wasted Youth,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Marcia Griffiths,
Con Funk Shun,
Minnie Riperton,
The Offenders,
The Invisible,
X-102,
The Names,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Blossom Toes,
Essential Logic,
The Gun Club,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Scientists,
Sällskapet,
Sandy B,
Outsiders,
Surgeon,
Robert Wyatt,
Camberwell Now,
Joe Smooth,
The Moody Blues,
The Wake,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.