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 Grenada and from Salvador.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Lower 48 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
The Blues Magoos,
Donny Hathaway,
Funky Four + One,
Thompson Twins,
Warren Ellis,
Quadrant,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Newcleus,
Marvin Gaye,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cheater Slicks,
Guru Guru,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Steve Hackett,
The Offenders,
Cecil Taylor,
John Foxx,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
48th St. Collective,
The Mummies,
Monolake,
Cluster,
Soulsonic Force,
DNA,
Howard Jones,
The Index,
Aloha Tigers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Agent Orange,
AZ,
The Monks,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Chrome,
Scan 7,
Davy DMX,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pussy Galore,
New Age Steppers,
Black Flag,
Deepchord,
The Standells,
DJ Style,
Amon Düül II,
Quando Quango,
Faust,
The Mighty Diamonds,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Tremeloes,
Aural Exciters,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Nation of Ulysses,
Schoolly D,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jeff Lynne,
The Victims,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Letta Mbulu,
Au Pairs,
Country Teasers,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.