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 South Sudan and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
Fad Gadget,
ABC,
The Skatalites,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Joyce Sims,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Chrome,
The Velvet Underground,
the Slits,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Funky Four + One,
Don Cherry,
The Dead C,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Outsiders,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed,
Al Stewart,
Dave Gahan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Aural Exciters,
Magazine,
Grauzone,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kevin Saunderson,
Minnie Riperton,
June Days,
The American Breed,
Subhumans,
The Slackers,
Harry Pussy,
The Index,
Camouflage,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dead Boys,
Y Pants,
Adolescents,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Livin' Joy,
Tommy Roe,
Flash Fearless,
Eric Copeland,
Mo-Dettes,
Colin Newman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David McCallum,
Michelle Simonal,
The Golliwogs,
R.M.O.,
Scientists,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Fugs,
Minny Pops,
Blossom Toes,
World's Most,
Bobby Sherman,
The Gories,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.