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 Bahamas and from Madrid.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 clarinet 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Darondo,
Second Layer,
Andrew Hill,
Little Man,
Reuben Wilson,
This Heat,
John Holt,
The Gladiators,
Roxy Music,
Alton Ellis,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Sonics,
Pharoah Sanders,
X-Ray Spex,
Spandau Ballet,
Fatback Band,
The Mummies,
Todd Terry,
Gichy Dan,
Althea and Donna,
Connie Case,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Amon Düül,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Malaria!,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Peter and Kerry,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Zero Boys,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
China Crisis,
Leonard Cohen,
Q65,
Dennis Brown,
Faust,
Technova,
Bill Wells,
June of 44,
Man Parrish,
Con Funk Shun,
Kurtis Blow,
Lalann,
The Detroit Cobras,
The J.B.'s,
New Age Steppers,
AZ,
Q and Not U,
Depeche Mode,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jeru the Damaja,
Eden Ahbez,
Ponytail,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scion,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sound Behaviour,
Graham Central Station,
Negative Approach,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.