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 the UAE and from Tokyo.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro 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 Hashim to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Yaz,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Gun Club,
Schoolly D,
The Pop Group,
Ituana,
F. McDonald,
In Retrospect,
The Offenders,
DNA,
The Techniques,
Black Sheep,
The Detroit Cobras,
Skaos,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Shoche,
Idris Muhammad,
Joensuu 1685,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Dirtbombs,
Pole,
Tomorrow,
Dennis Brown,
Yazoo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Agitation Free,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mary Jane Girls,
Todd Rundgren,
The Fall,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Busters,
UT,
Amon Düül II,
Bill Wells,
Clear Light,
Nick Fraelich,
Section 25,
Scan 7,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bluetip,
The Cure,
The Cowsills,
Darondo,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Yellowson,
Gang of Four,
Animal Collective,
Marine Girls,
Piero Umiliani,
The Martian,
Radio Birdman,
Amazonics,
Radiohead,
Dave Gahan,
The American Breed,
the Germs,
Gregory Isaacs,
Main Source,
Donny Hathaway,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.