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 Albania and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cluster to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
the Human League,
Spandau Ballet,
Robert Görl,
David Axelrod,
Steve Hackett,
Scott Walker,
Mission of Burma,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Fire Engines,
Shuggie Otis,
Radiohead,
Cybotron,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Music Machine,
Rapeman,
D'Angelo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Country Teasers,
Von Mondo,
Amazonics,
Johnny Clarke,
The Misunderstood,
a-ha,
Can,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Cramps,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Main Source,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Yazoo,
CMW,
Clear Light,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lyres,
Tears for Fears,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pussy Galore,
Y Pants,
Archie Shepp,
Scrapy,
the Normal,
Anthony Braxton,
Easy Going,
Faraquet,
Gong,
Magma,
Faust,
Flipper,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Swans,
Chrome,
Chris & Cosey,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.