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 Russia and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Donny Hathaway to the disco 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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angry Samoans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Little Man,
Rites of Spring,
Reuben Wilson,
Peter & Gordon,
Aural Exciters,
Basic Channel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Q65,
Swans,
Josef K,
Nick Fraelich,
Peter and Kerry,
Moebius,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Crispy Ambulance,
Amon Düül II,
Pole,
The Detroit Cobras,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gerry Rafferty,
Blossom Toes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lebanon Hanover,
David McCallum,
Toni Rubio,
Tom Boy,
Slave,
Nas,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Monks,
The Fall,
Ultravox,
Easy Going,
Aswad,
Mark Hollis,
Public Enemy,
Todd Terry,
The Modern Lovers,
World's Most,
Slick Rick,
Nirvana,
Tommy Roe,
Fatback Band,
The Motions,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pantytec,
Hasil Adkins,
Iggy Pop,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lindisfarne,
Flash Fearless,
Eden Ahbez,
Pylon,
Pagans,
The Leaves,
The Flesh Eaters,
Porter Ricks,
The Barracudas,
Kerrie Biddell,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.