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 Comoros and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 arpeggiator 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 Hasil Adkins to the techno 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 The Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
LL Cool J,
The Gories,
Rotary Connection,
Girls At Our Best!,
Crispy Ambulance,
Q and Not U,
Mission of Burma,
Intrusion,
Jandek,
Gang Gang Dance,
Peter and Kerry,
Absolute Body Control,
Amazonics,
Gang Starr,
Suicide,
Maleditus Sound,
Aloha Tigers,
Theoretical Girls,
Malaria!,
Joe Finger,
Cameo,
Todd Terry,
Darondo,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eli Mardock,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bluetip,
Aural Exciters,
Yazoo,
CMW,
Dorothy Ashby,
Blake Baxter,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cluster,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Simply Red,
K-Klass,
The Smoke,
Jimmy McGriff,
China Crisis,
Mantronix,
The Beau Brummels,
Vainqueur,
Whodini,
DJ Sneak,
Qualms,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Michelle Simonal,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Buckinghams,
Bad Manners,
Black Flag,
Jeru the Damaja,
ABBA,
Flipper,
DJ Style,
Drexciya,
Prince Buster,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.