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 Marshall Islands and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare 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 The Monochrome Set to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ultimate Spinach,
June Days,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Charles Mingus,
Gichy Dan,
Suicide,
the Soft Cell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lindisfarne,
Pussy Galore,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Techniques,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Depeche Mode,
The American Breed,
Camouflage,
Funkadelic,
H. Thieme,
FM Einheit,
Barry Ungar,
X-102,
Amazonics,
Matthew Halsall,
Robert Görl,
Joensuu 1685,
the Bar-Kays,
Swans,
Infiniti,
Lebanon Hanover,
Steve Hackett,
Scion,
Derrick Morgan,
Soul II Soul,
Marmalade,
Pere Ubu,
the Association,
Gang Starr,
Kevin Saunderson,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jeff Mills,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Motorama,
Slave,
Joyce Sims,
Warren Ellis,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Pop Group,
R.M.O.,
Accadde A,
Tres Demented,
Dead Boys,
Max Romeo,
Mad Mike,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Stetsasonic,
Jandek,
Yazoo,
Dark Day,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.