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 Solomon Islands and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 guitar 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 The Tremeloes to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Slits. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Adolescents,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Cramps,
Isaac Hayes,
Section 25,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Youth Brigade,
The American Breed,
Bronski Beat,
X-Ray Spex,
the Association,
Sun City Girls,
DJ Sneak,
Eric Dolphy,
Robert Görl,
Scientists,
Camouflage,
New Order,
Scott Walker,
DJ Style,
Erasure,
Fatback Band,
David McCallum,
The Doobie Brothers,
K-Klass,
Ralphi Rosario,
Al Stewart,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bootsy Collins,
Bad Manners,
U.S. Maple,
Nico,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sparks,
Fear,
Zapp,
Pierre Henry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skarface,
Maurizio,
Ossler,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Davy DMX,
Gang Starr,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Andrew Hill,
Marc Almond,
the Germs,
Robert Wyatt,
David Bowie,
T.S.O.L.,
DNA,
LL Cool J,
Quantec,
Maleditus Sound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Moss Icon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.