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 Mongolia and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Pantytec to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All the Bar-Kays tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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?
The Invisible,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Joyce Sims,
The Busters,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Can,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Joe Smooth,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Oneida,
Gabor Szabo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Darondo,
Tubeway Army,
Black Pus,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
U.S. Maple,
Funky Four + One,
Jesper Dahlback,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Blues Magoos,
Massinfluence,
The Happenings,
Hot Snakes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
MDC,
Jerry's Kids,
Juan Atkins,
La Düsseldorf,
Buzzcocks,
Liliput,
Royal Trux,
Danielle Patucci,
Judy Mowatt,
Leonard Cohen,
Bob Dylan,
The Grass Roots,
Kevin Saunderson,
X-Ray Spex,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Banda Bassotti,
Susan Cadogan,
Yazoo,
LL Cool J,
Robert Hood,
Freddie Wadling,
Technova,
The Pretty Things,
The Velvet Underground,
The Tremeloes,
Scan 7,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nico,
H. Thieme,
X-101,
Amon Düül II,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Cowsills,
In Retrospect,
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.