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 New Zealand and from Mexico City.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Seoul.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bobby Womack to the crunk 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
Pagans,
Michelle Simonal,
Junior Murvin,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cecil Taylor,
Warsaw,
Avey Tare,
Aaron Thompson,
The Gap Band,
The Fuzztones,
Funky Four + One,
Sarah Menescal,
DJ Sneak,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Smoke,
Mary Jane Girls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Livin' Joy,
The Neon Judgement,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Soul II Soul,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pussy Galore,
Monks,
Stetsasonic,
JFA,
Hashim,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Zeros,
Parry Music,
Gang Green,
Echospace,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Associates,
Tommy Roe,
Thompson Twins,
OOIOO,
Dead Boys,
The Trojans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pole,
Symarip,
The Grass Roots,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gang of Four,
Lalo Schifrin,
The United States of America,
The Beau Brummels,
The Star Department,
Iggy Pop,
Excepter,
Cybotron,
Angry Samoans,
The Blues Magoos,
Lyres,
Saccharine Trust,
The Skatalites,
Loose Ends,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.