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 Japan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 harpsichord 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 Marmalade to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Monochrome Set,
Angry Samoans,
Amon Düül II,
The Residents,
One Last Wish,
Harmonia,
the Fania All-Stars,
Roger Hodgson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Knickerbockers,
The Tremeloes,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sonny Sharrock,
B.T. Express,
Isaac Hayes,
Symarip,
Minny Pops,
X-102,
Faraquet,
Pylon,
Cybotron,
Mantronix,
Dennis Brown,
Negative Approach,
The Mummies,
John Lydon,
Slave,
A Certain Ratio,
The Monks,
Henry Cow,
Shuggie Otis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fear,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gang Starr,
Icehouse,
Marc Almond,
Todd Terry,
The Martian,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Agitation Free,
Nas,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lucky Dragons,
Eve St. Jones,
Zero Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
The Selecter,
Infiniti,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Shoche,
Marmalade,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Soul Sonic Force,
Chrome,
The Happenings,
Yazoo,
Tomorrow,
The Count Five,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.