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 Kenya and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro 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 U.S. Maple to the rap 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
David McCallum,
Wally Richardson,
Ultravox,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Black Moon,
Jerry's Kids,
Television Personalities,
Leonard Cohen,
D'Angelo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
John Coltrane,
Lucky Dragons,
R.M.O.,
Delta 5,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Soul II Soul,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Happenings,
Scott Walker,
The Durutti Column,
Jacob Miller,
Curtis Mayfield,
Funkadelic,
Patti Smith,
OOIOO,
The Mojo Men,
Todd Rundgren,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lou Christie,
The Moleskins,
Dual Sessions,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jesper Dahlback,
Inner City,
L. Decosne,
Ken Boothe,
kango's stein massive,
The Detroit Cobras,
The J.B.'s,
Sun City Girls,
Aaron Thompson,
Malaria!,
Slick Rick,
The Vogues,
Angry Samoans,
The Dave Clark Five,
Joey Negro,
Gichy Dan,
Sällskapet,
Marc Almond,
Metal Thangz,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Crime,
The Moody Blues,
The Techniques,
Frankie Knuckles,
Peter & Gordon,
Tears for Fears,
Derrick May,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.