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 Gambia and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 snare 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 Accadde A to the electroclash 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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar 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 snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Mark Hollis,
The Doobie Brothers,
Skarface,
The Gap Band,
Motorama,
Howard Jones,
Sarah Menescal,
X-101,
Hasil Adkins,
ABBA,
Barrington Levy,
The Young Rascals,
The Leaves,
Newcleus,
Alphaville,
Delta 5,
Negative Approach,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cymande,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Normal,
cv313,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roy Ayers,
the Swans,
Quadrant,
Inner City,
Nas,
Terry Callier,
Ronan,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Guru Guru,
Anakelly,
Soulsonic Force,
Zero Boys,
Jacques Brel,
The Blackbyrds,
Mars,
Bluetip,
Stetsasonic,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pole,
Animal Collective,
Blake Baxter,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Icehouse,
The J.B.'s,
Scott Walker,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sister Nancy,
Mr. Review,
EPMD,
Brothers Johnson,
Flash Fearless,
The United States of America,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
H. Thieme,
48th St. Collective,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.