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 Zimbabwe and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the disco 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drexciya record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
The Mummies,
Au Pairs,
Mantronix,
The Cramps,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Absolute Body Control,
China Crisis,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tres Demented,
Erasure,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ronan,
Sex Pistols,
Ohio Players,
Max Romeo,
The Cowsills,
Eden Ahbez,
Bluetip,
Inner City,
Joyce Sims,
Bootsy Collins,
Mark Hollis,
Buzzcocks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Groovy Waters,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Normal,
Kerri Chandler,
The Stooges,
Kurtis Blow,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bobby Byrd,
Roxette,
Janne Schatter,
Robert Wyatt,
Mr. Review,
Excepter,
Shuggie Otis,
Patti Smith,
La Düsseldorf,
Drexciya,
June Days,
Metal Thangz,
Glenn Branca,
Bang On A Can,
Japan,
The Black Dice,
Procol Harum,
Angry Samoans,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Cure,
Wolf Eyes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kerrie Biddell,
Reuben Wilson,
Echospace,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.