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 Sri Lanka and from Lyon.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the 808 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 Clear Light to the disco 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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
Arcadia,
Unrelated Segments,
John Cale,
The Mojo Men,
Supertramp,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bizarre Inc.,
Barrington Levy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Boredoms,
The Dirtbombs,
FM Einheit,
the Bar-Kays,
The Techniques,
Grauzone,
MC5,
Bobby Byrd,
The Vogues,
The Monks,
cv313,
Thee Headcoats,
The Fire Engines,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mission of Burma,
The Monochrome Set,
Warren Ellis,
Cymande,
Buzzcocks,
The Alarm Clocks,
Camouflage,
Oblivians,
Crooked Eye,
Smog,
Ituana,
The Raincoats,
The Associates,
Monolake,
Johnny Clarke,
The Leaves,
Y Pants,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
KRS-One,
Young Marble Giants,
Hot Snakes,
Funky Four + One,
The Tremeloes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Matthew Halsall,
Los Fastidios,
Scott Walker,
Faust,
Quadrant,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Yazoo,
Kenny Larkin,
Cecil Taylor,
Zero Boys,
Public Enemy,
Mad Mike,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.