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 Antigua and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 mellotron 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 Bill Near to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Marmalade,
Cecil Taylor,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Crime,
the Association,
Marine Girls,
The Trojans,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Toni Rubio,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Stiv Bators,
Hasil Adkins,
The Associates,
Supertramp,
The Move,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Matthew Halsall,
The Dirtbombs,
Brand Nubian,
Fatback Band,
Slave,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bad Manners,
Negative Approach,
Throbbing Gristle,
Eric Dolphy,
Alison Limerick,
Mission of Burma,
Jerry's Kids,
Dennis Brown,
The Stooges,
Royal Trux,
Kurtis Blow,
Theoretical Girls,
Schoolly D,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Young Rascals,
The Saints,
Scrapy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Intrusion,
The Monks,
48th St. Collective,
New York Dolls,
Masters at Work,
Ultimate Spinach,
Little Man,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aural Exciters,
Sun Ra,
Sight & Sound,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Country Teasers,
Mo-Dettes,
Television,
The Grass Roots,
Bobby Womack,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.