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 Panama and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 clarinet 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 Camouflage to the jazz 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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
ABC,
Kurtis Blow,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bang On A Can,
The Moody Blues,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Audionom,
The Monochrome Set,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Trumans Water,
Q and Not U,
Alton Ellis,
T.S.O.L.,
Nico,
Minor Threat,
L. Decosne,
T. Rex,
Chris Corsano,
Spandau Ballet,
Gang of Four,
Shuggie Otis,
Ten City,
The Star Department,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Heaven 17,
Duran Duran,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Make Up,
Sugar Minott,
Minutemen,
Funky Four + One,
Mantronix,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pussy Galore,
Yazoo,
Stiv Bators,
The Trojans,
Simply Red,
Urselle,
Funkadelic,
Don Cherry,
Althea and Donna,
JFA,
This Heat,
Bluetip,
Charles Mingus,
Dave Gahan,
The Zeros,
Saccharine Trust,
Radiohead,
Ralphi Rosario,
Junior Murvin,
Jacques Brel,
The Names,
Liliput,
Nas,
Joe Smooth,
Fluxion,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.