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 Equatorial Guinea and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Liliput to the rock 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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bobby Womack,
Bill Wells,
Groovy Waters,
Brass Construction,
B.T. Express,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Heaven 17,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Unwound,
Todd Rundgren,
Lucky Dragons,
One Last Wish,
In Retrospect,
DNA,
Agitation Free,
Roxette,
Andrew Hill,
Pagans,
Grandmaster Flash,
Barry Ungar,
Juan Atkins,
Animal Collective,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bobby Sherman,
Iggy Pop,
Sun City Girls,
Terry Callier,
Funky Four + One,
Qualms,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Camouflage,
Cymande,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cure,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Patti Smith,
Shoche,
Ronnie Foster,
The Moleskins,
Hasil Adkins,
Dave Gahan,
Loose Ends,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tubeway Army,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lyres,
Traffic Nightmare,
Oblivians,
Cluster,
Boredoms,
Prince Buster,
Terrestrial Tones,
Funkadelic,
Swans,
Matthew Bourne,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pole,
Harpers Bizarre,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eve St. Jones,
June of 44,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.