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 Saudi Arabia and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Germs to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scientists,
Soul II Soul,
Danielle Patucci,
David Axelrod,
Thee Headcoats,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Main Source,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rakim,
Lightning Bolt,
Reagan Youth,
Alison Limerick,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mantronix,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
OOIOO,
Todd Terry,
Jawbox,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Spoonie Gee,
Iggy Pop,
Popol Vuh,
Lower 48,
Vladislav Delay,
Michelle Simonal,
Sugar Minott,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Quantec,
Make Up,
Juan Atkins,
Moby Grape,
Kayak,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rites of Spring,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Mummies,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dennis Brown,
Crispian St. Peters,
Soft Machine,
Blossom Toes,
Rekid,
Ponytail,
The Golliwogs,
Erykah Badu,
Peter & Gordon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gang Starr,
Magma,
Gang of Four,
Hardrive,
Kas Product,
Peter and Kerry,
Marine Girls,
Wire,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Carl Craig,
Jandek,
Spandau Ballet,
The Walker Brothers,
KRS-One,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.