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 Kiribati and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Happenings to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and a 808 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 marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Monochrome Set,
Mark Hollis,
Lucky Dragons,
Can,
the Germs,
Cameo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Wake,
The Neon Judgement,
Quantec,
Gong,
Jandek,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Suicide,
Barry Ungar,
The Evens,
Traffic Nightmare,
Morten Harket,
Magma,
The Busters,
Skarface,
Patti Smith,
Blake Baxter,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Porter Ricks,
The Divine Comedy,
Alton Ellis,
Angry Samoans,
Roy Ayers,
The Fortunes,
The Stooges,
Television Personalities,
Goldenarms,
Average White Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
10cc,
June of 44,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kerri Chandler,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Andrew Hill,
The Litter,
Juan Atkins,
Archie Shepp,
The Young Rascals,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nirvana,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Martian,
Silicon Teens,
Infiniti,
Soul II Soul,
The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.
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.