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 Guyana and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rhythm & Sound to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Freddie Wadling,
Yellowson,
Roxette,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Section 25,
Index,
Flamin' Groovies,
Newcleus,
Robert Wyatt,
Crooked Eye,
Lalann,
The Blackbyrds,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Mark Hollis,
One Last Wish,
Brass Construction,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Slick Rick,
Gregory Isaacs,
Fad Gadget,
Avey Tare,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eyeless In Gaza,
CMW,
Al Stewart,
Tropical Tobacco,
Stockholm Monsters,
Moss Icon,
Marvin Gaye,
The Doors,
Ten City,
Saccharine Trust,
Guru Guru,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soul II Soul,
Cluster,
Junior Murvin,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sixth Finger,
The Modern Lovers,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Average White Band,
Alton Ellis,
Rosa Yemen,
U.S. Maple,
Stetsasonic,
FM Einheit,
Aural Exciters,
Harry Pussy,
The Raincoats,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Von Mondo,
Joey Negro,
Scientists,
Bobby Byrd,
Magazine,
Warren Ellis,
Au Pairs,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.