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 Romania and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and New York.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust 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 an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barbara Tucker,
Tom Boy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Loose Ends,
Ultra Naté,
Pulsallama,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Isaac Hayes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Swans,
Roxette,
Scrapy,
Blake Baxter,
Gang Starr,
Television,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sister Nancy,
Circle Jerks,
Qualms,
Iggy Pop,
Basic Channel,
Eric Dolphy,
Colin Newman,
The Residents,
Laurel Aitken,
Wally Richardson,
Mr. Review,
Index,
Banda Bassotti,
The Black Dice,
Albert Ayler,
Franke,
T.S.O.L.,
Cybotron,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mad Mike,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Johnny Clarke,
Pagans,
10cc,
The Moody Blues,
Interpol,
Sugar Minott,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Blackbyrds,
Parry Music,
These Immortal Souls,
Swell Maps,
Kerri Chandler,
The Walker Brothers,
The Vogues,
Fela Kuti,
Terry Callier,
Oneida,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
JFA,
KRS-One,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.