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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ten City to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eden Ahbez,
Tropical Tobacco,
E-Dancer,
Subhumans,
Barclay James Harvest,
Metal Thangz,
Frankie Knuckles,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Archie Shepp,
K-Klass,
Easy Going,
cv313,
Harmonia,
Au Pairs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gong,
Depeche Mode,
Boredoms,
Kenny Larkin,
Sarah Menescal,
Nik Kershaw,
Babytalk,
These Immortal Souls,
LL Cool J,
Procol Harum,
Iggy Pop,
Eli Mardock,
Sam Rivers,
Alphaville,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lou Reed,
Guru Guru,
Masters at Work,
James White and The Blacks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Thompson Twins,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Arthur Verocai,
DJ Style,
Aloha Tigers,
Tubeway Army,
8 Eyed Spy,
Black Moon,
Jerry's Kids,
Cal Tjader,
Eric Dolphy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Associates,
The Gladiators,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tomorrow,
The Moody Blues,
The Golliwogs,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Red Krayola,
The Cowsills,
The Toasters,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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