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 Czech Republic and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Edmonton.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Alton Ellis to the grunge 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Bronski Beat,
The Toasters,
Public Enemy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Brass Construction,
Oblivians,
Pussy Galore,
Guru Guru,
Animal Collective,
D'Angelo,
Nils Olav,
Scott Walker,
Tropical Tobacco,
Porter Ricks,
The Blues Magoos,
Grandmaster Flash,
Joyce Sims,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Iggy Pop,
Sex Pistols,
New York Dolls,
Boogie Down Productions,
Wire,
Lungfish,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Davy DMX,
Sparks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Alice Coltrane,
The Kinks,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Residents,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ornette Coleman,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Erasure,
Crispian St. Peters,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rod Modell,
Dave Gahan,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Litter,
The Red Krayola,
The Skatalites,
Urselle,
Grey Daturas,
David McCallum,
Cymande,
Roxy Music,
Fear,
The Pretty Things,
Hashim,
Altered Images,
Josef K,
The Music Machine,
Steve Hackett,
Anakelly,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jesper Dahlback,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.