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 Moldova and from Columbus.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sonny Sharrock to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Sugar Minott,
Fluxion,
Tim Buckley,
Supertramp,
Negative Approach,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Interpol,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Urselle,
Unrelated Segments,
Sex Pistols,
X-102,
T. Rex,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Gladiators,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eddi Front,
The Mummies,
Deepchord,
D'Angelo,
Prince Buster,
Quadrant,
Fela Kuti,
Franke,
Thee Headcoats,
Iggy Pop,
Toni Rubio,
The Music Machine,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Black Sheep,
The Barracudas,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rod Modell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Loose Ends,
Agitation Free,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sound Behaviour,
Aural Exciters,
Ten City,
Tomorrow,
LL Cool J,
Steve Hackett,
Mandrill,
Quantec,
Avey Tare,
Marmalade,
Bob Dylan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Erykah Badu,
Infiniti,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gerry Rafferty,
Crooked Eye,
Warsaw,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Big Daddy Kane,
Half Japanese,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.