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 Honduras and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Taipei.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Kenny Larkin to the techno 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Crime,
Jeff Lynne,
MDC,
Nick Fraelich,
Joe Smooth,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marc Almond,
Q65,
Lungfish,
Black Sheep,
UT,
Yusef Lateef,
Letta Mbulu,
The Fortunes,
Don Cherry,
Kayak,
Neu!,
Ponytail,
The Leaves,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Laurel Aitken,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ronan,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Busters,
Cal Tjader,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Raincoats,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Franke,
Fluxion,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Electric Prunes,
Nik Kershaw,
Rotary Connection,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lyres,
The Searchers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Television,
Flash Fearless,
Ornette Coleman,
Sight & Sound,
Mark Hollis,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Wake,
Desert Stars,
Japan,
Althea and Donna,
Rites of Spring,
Pulsallama,
The Music Machine,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Alison Limerick,
Electric Prunes,
Amazonics,
The Fall,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B.
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.