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 Mauritania and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dual Sessions to the crunk 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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Eric B and Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jacques Brel,
Section 25,
Liliput,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Crispian St. Peters,
Radiohead,
Cal Tjader,
Brick,
Public Enemy,
Goldenarms,
The Mojo Men,
The Victims,
Malaria!,
Franke,
Reagan Youth,
Urselle,
Letta Mbulu,
Pagans,
The Kinks,
Scrapy,
Anakelly,
Andrew Hill,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Darondo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tres Demented,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Flamin' Groovies,
Alphaville,
Animal Collective,
The Leaves,
The Modern Lovers,
The Move,
Cluster,
Chris Corsano,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Trumans Water,
Ronan,
Graham Central Station,
Matthew Halsall,
Johnny Clarke,
Michelle Simonal,
The Gories,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rites of Spring,
The Tremeloes,
The Invisible,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Yusef Lateef,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Angels of Light,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Moody Blues,
MDC,
Niagra,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.