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 Germany and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Morten Harket to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
The Trojans,
The Index,
Mad Mike,
David Axelrod,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Chris & Cosey,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sarah Menescal,
Graham Central Station,
Talk Talk,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Supertramp,
Minny Pops,
Tubeway Army,
FM Einheit,
The Grass Roots,
Malaria!,
The Walker Brothers,
The Vogues,
Lou Reed,
Iggy Pop,
Drexciya,
Suicide,
The Fire Engines,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gil Scott Heron,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Slave,
Little Man,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Associates,
Jeff Lynne,
Joyce Sims,
Unrelated Segments,
Johnny Clarke,
Mission of Burma,
The Count Five,
Bill Near,
Bluetip,
Amon Düül,
Gang Green,
Hasil Adkins,
Letta Mbulu,
Neil Young,
Bobby Womack,
The Moleskins,
Visage,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Con Funk Shun,
U.S. Maple,
Boogie Down Productions,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
kango's stein massive,
UT,
Mark Hollis,
Scratch Acid,
The Human League,
Don Cherry,
Niagra,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.