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 South Sudan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the grime 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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
Frankie Knuckles,
Neu!,
The Vogues,
Aswad,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Circle Jerks,
The Monks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bobby Byrd,
Gregory Isaacs,
Grauzone,
10cc,
Vainqueur,
Absolute Body Control,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Khruangbin,
Letta Mbulu,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Pretty Things,
Qualms,
Wolf Eyes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Arcadia,
Black Bananas,
Sight & Sound,
Au Pairs,
The Dirtbombs,
Scratch Acid,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Excepter,
Althea and Donna,
Gabor Szabo,
Mandrill,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Magma,
Marshall Jefferson,
Oblivians,
Andrew Hill,
Public Enemy,
Livin' Joy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Germs,
The Music Machine,
Youth Brigade,
Sällskapet,
Joe Finger,
Rekid,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Negative Approach,
Robert Wyatt,
The Young Rascals,
Cal Tjader,
Bill Wells,
Ice-T,
Toni Rubio,
The Associates,
Simply Red,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.