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 Guinea-Bissau and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Nation of Ulysses to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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 Moleskins,
Anthony Braxton,
Pantytec,
Y Pants,
Peter and Kerry,
Traffic Nightmare,
Eric B and Rakim,
Avey Tare,
Dave Gahan,
Lakeside,
Amazonics,
The Gap Band,
OOIOO,
Bobby Sherman,
Groovy Waters,
Ronnie Foster,
Toni Rubio,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camberwell Now,
The Sound,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pharoah Sanders,
Soulsonic Force,
Peter & Gordon,
Make Up,
The Pop Group,
Aaron Thompson,
Tomorrow,
The Five Americans,
Aural Exciters,
Porter Ricks,
B.T. Express,
Radio Birdman,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Real Kids,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Fall,
Severed Heads,
Japan,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Khruangbin,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Underground Resistance,
Deepchord,
Crooked Eye,
Altered Images,
E-Dancer,
Ultravox,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Toasters,
Alton Ellis,
The Litter,
Mars,
Yazoo,
Crime,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cameo,
Can,
Half Japanese,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Tremeloes,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.