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 Malaysia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Milan.
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 rhodes 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 Quantec to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jawbox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Leonard Cohen,
Banda Bassotti,
The Dave Clark Five,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Swell Maps,
Bang On A Can,
Faraquet,
Vladislav Delay,
Funky Four + One,
Stiv Bators,
Mark Hollis,
Letta Mbulu,
Bill Near,
Bronski Beat,
Yusef Lateef,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The United States of America,
Isaac Hayes,
Marmalade,
The Mummies,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bluetip,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Gap Band,
The J.B.'s,
Heaven 17,
Visage,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Alphaville,
Roger Hodgson,
Kevin Saunderson,
MC5,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Hashim,
Nils Olav,
John Holt,
The Durutti Column,
X-101,
The Selecter,
Arcadia,
The Moleskins,
Desert Stars,
Kas Product,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lightning Bolt,
The Sonics,
The Martian,
Mo-Dettes,
E-Dancer,
Model 500,
Talk Talk,
The Modern Lovers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Excepter,
Gang Starr,
The Real Kids,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.