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 Italy and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe 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 10cc to the rap 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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Divine Comedy,
Aswad,
Black Sheep,
Skaos,
La Düsseldorf,
The Cure,
Kool Moe Dee,
Brick,
Model 500,
a-ha,
Idris Muhammad,
Malaria!,
Young Marble Giants,
The American Breed,
Bauhaus,
Archie Shepp,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Vogues,
F. McDonald,
John Holt,
Danielle Patucci,
Skarface,
Loose Ends,
E-Dancer,
Goldenarms,
The Dave Clark Five,
Spoonie Gee,
Derrick May,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Pop Group,
Sarah Menescal,
Eurythmics,
Brothers Johnson,
Kurtis Blow,
Parry Music,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Scrapy,
Fat Boys,
New York Dolls,
Nico,
The Beau Brummels,
Dark Day,
Blossom Toes,
Mark Hollis,
Eli Mardock,
Gang Starr,
Marc Almond,
Judy Mowatt,
Kerri Chandler,
Piero Umiliani,
The Electric Prunes,
Altered Images,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Banda Bassotti,
Average White Band,
The Trojans,
Scan 7,
Guru Guru,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.