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 South Africa and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 spring reverb 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 Ralphi Rosario to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Ultimate Spinach,
Negative Approach,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gong,
Sällskapet,
Scan 7,
Bauhaus,
The Golliwogs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Traffic Nightmare,
Malaria!,
Alphaville,
F. McDonald,
The Motions,
Marmalade,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Swans,
Public Enemy,
Peter and Kerry,
The Fortunes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jeru the Damaja,
OOIOO,
Josef K,
Barrington Levy,
The Moody Blues,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rod Modell,
David McCallum,
Wasted Youth,
Joe Smooth,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Doors,
Nico,
Sonic Youth,
The Pretty Things,
Newcleus,
The American Breed,
Kayak,
The Raincoats,
Sandy B,
Ice-T,
Second Layer,
James White and The Blacks,
KRS-One,
The Techniques,
Monolake,
Circle Jerks,
Pagans,
Nick Fraelich,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Modern Lovers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jacques Brel,
The Slackers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Suicide,
Roy Ayers,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.