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 Malta and from Woodstock.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
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 rhodes 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 Tom Boy to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Unwound,
Arthur Verocai,
Sugar Minott,
Slick Rick,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Dirtbombs,
The Human League,
Camouflage,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Fela Kuti,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rekid,
Sonny Sharrock,
Charles Mingus,
MDC,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Saccharine Trust,
The Associates,
Chris Corsano,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Qualms,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joe Finger,
Cheater Slicks,
Juan Atkins,
Agitation Free,
Oblivians,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Todd Terry,
Janne Schatter,
The Black Dice,
Lou Reed,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Talk Talk,
The Golliwogs,
Bizarre Inc.,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lyres,
Josef K,
Harmonia,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Misunderstood,
Todd Rundgren,
Deepchord,
Tears for Fears,
Marc Almond,
The Happenings,
Rufus Thomas,
E-Dancer,
Erasure,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
OOIOO,
These Immortal Souls,
Flipper,
LL Cool J,
Junior Murvin,
Erykah Badu,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.