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 Kosovo and from Cairo.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 güiro 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 Electric Prunes to the funk 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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Interpol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Alton Ellis,
The Doors,
The Velvet Underground,
Crime,
The Searchers,
Con Funk Shun,
Dead Boys,
Steve Hackett,
Reagan Youth,
Morten Harket,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Terry Callier,
The Last Poets,
The Index,
D'Angelo,
Rhythm & Sound,
Al Stewart,
R.M.O.,
Robert Görl,
Black Pus,
Matthew Halsall,
La Düsseldorf,
The Vogues,
Outsiders,
The Alarm Clocks,
Crooked Eye,
Television,
The Names,
Jeff Lynne,
Cal Tjader,
The Golliwogs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Joensuu 1685,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Divine Comedy,
Flipper,
Yaz,
The Buckinghams,
Can,
Index,
Bobby Sherman,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Leaves,
Dark Day,
Animal Collective,
The Misunderstood,
Moebius,
In Retrospect,
New Order,
Scrapy,
Vladislav Delay,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Visage,
Neil Young,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
K-Klass,
Dave Gahan,
Sixth Finger,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.