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 Kuwait and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro 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 Isaac Hayes to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Tomorrow,
Bill Near,
Grauzone,
Country Teasers,
X-101,
Dawn Penn,
Terrestrial Tones,
Procol Harum,
Glambeats Corp.,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Shuggie Otis,
Jesper Dahlback,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Shadows of Knight,
This Heat,
DJ Style,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Matthew Bourne,
The Knickerbockers,
Robert Wyatt,
the Swans,
Niagra,
Patti Smith,
F. McDonald,
Gichy Dan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Motions,
Deakin,
Gastr Del Sol,
Avey Tare,
Stiv Bators,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Terry Callier,
Ice-T,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Minutemen,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
LL Cool J,
Arab on Radar,
The Tremeloes,
Index,
Excepter,
Kaleidoscope,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eve St. Jones,
EPMD,
Talk Talk,
The Saints,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
New Order,
John Foxx,
Eddi Front,
the Association,
New Age Steppers,
Arcadia,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Delta 5,
Ronnie Foster,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.