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 Ireland and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 ABC to the jazz 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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Ken Boothe,
Pole,
Jeff Mills,
Schoolly D,
Peter and Kerry,
H. Thieme,
The Offenders,
Ludus,
The Knickerbockers,
Anthony Braxton,
Mad Mike,
The Zeros,
Mo-Dettes,
The Fuzztones,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bluetip,
R.M.O.,
Royal Trux,
Sister Nancy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gang of Four,
Interpol,
Juan Atkins,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jacques Brel,
Fatback Band,
Harry Pussy,
The Techniques,
Angry Samoans,
Cybotron,
June Days,
Kayak,
Crispian St. Peters,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Crooked Eye,
Tommy Roe,
Accadde A,
The Moody Blues,
Niagra,
The Flesh Eaters,
Avey Tare,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
KRS-One,
Stereo Dub,
The Happenings,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nils Olav,
Delta 5,
Scan 7,
Symarip,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Star Department,
The Monochrome Set,
Banda Bassotti,
Derrick May,
Jeru the Damaja,
Liliput,
Prince Buster,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.