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 Afghanistan and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 mellotron 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 The Dead C 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
AZ,
Laurel Aitken,
Gang Starr,
The Residents,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Techniques,
Mary Jane Girls,
John Foxx,
Subhumans,
Sex Pistols,
Fugazi,
Nirvana,
The Walker Brothers,
Public Enemy,
Cybotron,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Yaz,
John Holt,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rosa Yemen,
The Young Rascals,
The Vogues,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bobby Byrd,
Gong,
Boredoms,
Bootsy Collins,
Model 500,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Al Stewart,
The Martian,
Eddi Front,
Harmonia,
Sun City Girls,
The Flesh Eaters,
Boogie Down Productions,
Judy Mowatt,
Crispy Ambulance,
Barclay James Harvest,
Schoolly D,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Searchers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Marmalade,
The Music Machine,
Ice-T,
Joe Smooth,
Brass Construction,
Harpers Bizarre,
Joyce Sims,
Surgeon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Negative Approach,
Rekid,
D'Angelo,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.