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 Seychelles and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lucky Dragons to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Warsaw,
Eric Copeland,
The Smiths,
Tears for Fears,
Young Marble Giants,
Sister Nancy,
Minnie Riperton,
Massinfluence,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wings,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Leaves,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Livin' Joy,
Deadbeat,
Model 500,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Thompson Twins,
The Gladiators,
DJ Style,
The Gun Club,
Mantronix,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
La Düsseldorf,
Terry Callier,
Royal Trux,
Wolf Eyes,
The American Breed,
DNA,
Jandek,
Marine Girls,
The Sound,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bobby Byrd,
Hasil Adkins,
The Moleskins,
Sun Ra,
Toni Rubio,
L. Decosne,
David McCallum,
Roy Ayers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nas,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gang Green,
Alton Ellis,
Derrick Morgan,
E-Dancer,
Gichy Dan,
Juan Atkins,
The Selecter,
ABBA,
T. Rex,
Dennis Brown,
Mad Mike,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.