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 Croatia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bremen.
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 808 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 New Age Steppers to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Barrington Levy. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
The Shadows of Knight,
Reagan Youth,
Au Pairs,
Newcleus,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ludus,
Absolute Body Control,
Q and Not U,
Cluster,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gong,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
X-Ray Spex,
Quando Quango,
Interpol,
Boredoms,
Ossler,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Monochrome Set,
Sister Nancy,
Camouflage,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soft Cell,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dead Boys,
Stetsasonic,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Associates,
Jeff Lynne,
Mr. Review,
Ralphi Rosario,
Motorama,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
LL Cool J,
The Dead C,
Clear Light,
Man Parrish,
David Bowie,
Josef K,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Stooges,
Second Layer,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wasted Youth,
Jerry Gold Smith,
These Immortal Souls,
Television,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Detroit Cobras,
Moebius,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Vainqueur,
China Crisis,
Dawn Penn,
The Techniques,
Country Teasers,
Parry Music,
The Seeds,
Kenny Larkin,
The Martian,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Avey Tare,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.