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 Burundi and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Eric Dolphy to the dance 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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Technova,
Hot Snakes,
Section 25,
Outsiders,
Tomorrow,
Das Ding,
L. Decosne,
Peter and Kerry,
Flash Fearless,
Chris Corsano,
Qualms,
Rotary Connection,
Fat Boys,
Nico,
Slave,
Maleditus Sound,
Audionom,
Rekid,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kurtis Blow,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lightning Bolt,
The Standells,
Al Stewart,
Amon Düül II,
Lucky Dragons,
Spandau Ballet,
MDC,
Siglo XX,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Minnie Riperton,
Sam Rivers,
Livin' Joy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Johnny Osbourne,
Aswad,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Animal Collective,
Make Up,
Vainqueur,
Ten City,
Wolf Eyes,
The Gap Band,
Whodini,
Peter & Gordon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Flamin' Groovies,
Tim Buckley,
Amazonics,
Chris & Cosey,
Donald Byrd,
The Electric Prunes,
Matthew Bourne,
David McCallum,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Vogues,
Simply Red,
The Red Krayola,
This Heat,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.