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 Guinea and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Curtis Mayfield to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
The Saints,
Icehouse,
Ken Boothe,
The Litter,
The Electric Prunes,
Bauhaus,
Ohio Players,
The Gladiators,
Danielle Patucci,
Bang On A Can,
Barrington Levy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Susan Cadogan,
Livin' Joy,
Ludus,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Babytalk,
the Association,
Joensuu 1685,
Hoover,
Camberwell Now,
Leonard Cohen,
The Human League,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Fall,
Joe Finger,
Tears for Fears,
Subhumans,
Moebius,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Electric Prunes,
Deakin,
Marvin Gaye,
Gregory Isaacs,
Animal Collective,
Chrome,
The Toasters,
Jandek,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Max Romeo,
Duran Duran,
The J.B.'s,
Banda Bassotti,
Rufus Thomas,
Jerry's Kids,
Con Funk Shun,
Fat Boys,
Jacques Brel,
Rosa Yemen,
Mary Jane Girls,
Todd Rundgren,
Tim Buckley,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Suicide,
Fluxion,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.