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 Latvia and from Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Cramps to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
June of 44,
T. Rex,
Moebius,
Tommy Roe,
Ponytail,
Echospace,
Gang Starr,
Sun City Girls,
John Holt,
The Electric Prunes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Althea and Donna,
Hasil Adkins,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Skaos,
John Coltrane,
Pulsallama,
Motorama,
X-101,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rotary Connection,
The Motions,
kango's stein massive,
Country Teasers,
D'Angelo,
David McCallum,
June Days,
Peter & Gordon,
The Saints,
Roxy Music,
CMW,
Fear,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
L. Decosne,
Aswad,
Johnny Clarke,
Los Fastidios,
B.T. Express,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Angels of Light,
Mission of Burma,
Brothers Johnson,
The Martian,
Pere Ubu,
Archie Shepp,
Wire,
Eric Dolphy,
U.S. Maple,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Toni Rubio,
Khruangbin,
Symarip,
Urselle,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Girls At Our Best!,
Marshall Jefferson,
Buzzcocks,
Rapeman,
Ronan,
Wasted Youth,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.