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 United States and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Nico to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kinks. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Radiohead,
The Names,
Bobby Byrd,
10cc,
PIL,
MC5,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Boogie Down Productions,
Blossom Toes,
Sister Nancy,
Skarface,
Unwound,
Brothers Johnson,
Letta Mbulu,
John Foxx,
Metal Thangz,
The Young Rascals,
Bill Near,
Funky Four + One,
Television,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Selecter,
Albert Ayler,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Loose Ends,
Ituana,
Das Ding,
The Golliwogs,
Quando Quango,
Bill Wells,
Essential Logic,
Dark Day,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Monks,
E-Dancer,
Terry Callier,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Grauzone,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
A Certain Ratio,
Juan Atkins,
The Music Machine,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Connie Case,
Bob Dylan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Hot Snakes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pulsallama,
Amon Düül,
Thee Headcoats,
Model 500,
Pet Shop Boys,
Guru Guru,
John Cale,
Curtis Mayfield,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bluetip,
Organ,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.