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 Africa and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Neil Young to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
Suicide,
Johnny Osbourne,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Zeros,
the Association,
Easy Going,
Josef K,
Rufus Thomas,
James White and The Blacks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Minor Threat,
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Moon,
The Evens,
Alison Limerick,
Qualms,
Arab on Radar,
Oneida,
Oblivians,
Big Daddy Kane,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sun City Girls,
Average White Band,
Kas Product,
Jimmy McGriff,
Neil Young,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Fall,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lucky Dragons,
Audionom,
the Bar-Kays,
Cal Tjader,
Peter & Gordon,
UT,
The Gladiators,
Scrapy,
Matthew Halsall,
Spoonie Gee,
DJ Sneak,
John Foxx,
Lalann,
Public Enemy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Five Americans,
The Human League,
Ornette Coleman,
Groovy Waters,
Ossler,
Japan,
The Mojo Men,
The Last Poets,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Chris Corsano,
Roger Hodgson,
Q and Not U,
Ken Boothe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.