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 Rwanda and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Flash Fearless to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Morten Harket,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Zeros,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bobby Sherman,
Panda Bear,
Peter & Gordon,
Kerri Chandler,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rites of Spring,
Robert Görl,
Oblivians,
Fatback Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joey Negro,
New York Dolls,
Livin' Joy,
The Saints,
Harpers Bizarre,
Crime,
Gong,
L. Decosne,
Masters at Work,
D'Angelo,
Ken Boothe,
K-Klass,
Nick Fraelich,
Newcleus,
Pharoah Sanders,
AZ,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Idris Muhammad,
Kenny Larkin,
The Young Rascals,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Cowsills,
Albert Ayler,
The Grass Roots,
The Smoke,
Faraquet,
Parry Music,
Boogie Down Productions,
Letta Mbulu,
the Slits,
In Retrospect,
Robert Hood,
Unwound,
The Last Poets,
Steve Hackett,
Yusef Lateef,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Chrome,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Joensuu 1685,
Cal Tjader,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Walker Brothers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Anakelly,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.