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 Ivory Coast and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Philadelphia.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Slave to the crunk 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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Anakelly,
Basic Channel,
Pantaleimon,
The Golliwogs,
Sight & Sound,
Eric B and Rakim,
Desert Stars,
Depeche Mode,
The Gap Band,
Can,
CMW,
Roger Hodgson,
Yaz,
The Real Kids,
Royal Trux,
Theoretical Girls,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cameo,
Motorama,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Glambeats Corp.,
Franke,
Vladislav Delay,
the Germs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wire,
Section 25,
Spoonie Gee,
Procol Harum,
the Bar-Kays,
These Immortal Souls,
UT,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kas Product,
The American Breed,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Trojans,
Charles Mingus,
Youth Brigade,
Hashim,
The Monochrome Set,
A Certain Ratio,
The Pretty Things,
Gong,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Henry Cow,
Aswad,
Roy Ayers,
Tears for Fears,
Thompson Twins,
The Wake,
Goldenarms,
Dorothy Ashby,
Nation of Ulysses,
Soft Cell,
Ponytail,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Schoolly D,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.