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 Singapore and from Mumbai.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Hong Kong.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rod Modell to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Ronnie Foster,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Roger Hodgson,
Shoche,
Suburban Knight,
Crime,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bad Manners,
The J.B.'s,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Deadbeat,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lightning Bolt,
The Skatalites,
Anthony Braxton,
London Community Gospel Choir,
X-102,
Freddie Wadling,
Barbara Tucker,
L. Decosne,
Wire,
Blancmange,
China Crisis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Al Stewart,
The Dave Clark Five,
Altered Images,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Parry Music,
Kenny Larkin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ornette Coleman,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sister Nancy,
Nirvana,
David McCallum,
The Gladiators,
Camberwell Now,
Max Romeo,
the Human League,
Radiohead,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pylon,
DNA,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Curtis Mayfield,
D'Angelo,
Barry Ungar,
Fat Boys,
Mandrill,
Ituana,
Josef K,
Liliput,
Subhumans,
Shuggie Otis,
The Barracudas,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Man Parrish,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.