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 Pakistan and from Milan.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Golliwogs to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Severed Heads,
The Human League,
Eden Ahbez,
New Order,
Surgeon,
Skaos,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Leaves,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Yusef Lateef,
Marmalade,
Moby Grape,
Section 25,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Amon Düül,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Thompson Twins,
Second Layer,
K-Klass,
Bauhaus,
Duran Duran,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Knickerbockers,
Black Bananas,
Agent Orange,
John Lydon,
Deakin,
Johnny Clarke,
Basic Channel,
Yaz,
The Birthday Party,
Angry Samoans,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Soft Cell,
Wolf Eyes,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Five Americans,
Minnie Riperton,
Zapp,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tim Buckley,
Sixth Finger,
The Vogues,
Ultra Naté,
The Mojo Men,
Deepchord,
The Searchers,
X-Ray Spex,
D'Angelo,
Leonard Cohen,
Slave,
Joensuu 1685,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Monks,
Alton Ellis,
David Bowie,
Livin' Joy,
DNA,
Alison Limerick,
The Seeds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.