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 Greece and from Calgary.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Flash Fearless to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Ohio Players,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nico,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pole,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pussy Galore,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ice-T,
The Happenings,
the Slits,
Subhumans,
Carl Craig,
Tropical Tobacco,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ornette Coleman,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
R.M.O.,
Intrusion,
Make Up,
Marmalade,
Excepter,
Accadde A,
Jeff Lynne,
Main Source,
Animal Collective,
Massinfluence,
John Lydon,
Interpol,
Lucky Dragons,
Skarface,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Goldenarms,
Yazoo,
Crooked Eye,
Metal Thangz,
Bauhaus,
X-Ray Spex,
The Neon Judgement,
Yaz,
Zero Boys,
Joe Smooth,
Crime,
Infiniti,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Howard Jones,
Groovy Waters,
Gastr Del Sol,
Simply Red,
Jimmy McGriff,
World's Most,
Nation of Ulysses,
Brick,
Technova,
The Dave Clark Five,
Neil Young,
Prince Buster,
The Divine Comedy,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.