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 Moldova 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Jacob Miller to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
D'Angelo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Junior Murvin,
Unwound,
Newcleus,
the Human League,
Quadrant,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bronski Beat,
Marvin Gaye,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Scan 7,
Dual Sessions,
Reagan Youth,
Todd Terry,
Eli Mardock,
L. Decosne,
The Searchers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Martian,
The Smiths,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sandy B,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bill Near,
Technova,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Alison Limerick,
Excepter,
Ituana,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Cramps,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kaleidoscope,
the Association,
AZ,
Gang Starr,
The Divine Comedy,
Johnny Clarke,
Niagra,
Arcadia,
Interpol,
Ornette Coleman,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eve St. Jones,
Pet Shop Boys,
Leonard Cohen,
The Zeros,
The Standells,
Josef K,
Nation of Ulysses,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
48th St. Collective,
Marine Girls,
New York Dolls,
The Electric Prunes,
Eric Copeland,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.