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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Houston.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Lyres to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Moss Icon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Curtis Mayfield,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Judy Mowatt,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
H. Thieme,
Electric Prunes,
Buzzcocks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soulsonic Force,
Pulsallama,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Peter and Kerry,
Goldenarms,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mo-Dettes,
Duran Duran,
Crash Course in Science,
The Move,
Mars,
Sun Ra,
Jandek,
The Techniques,
The Young Rascals,
Soul Sonic Force,
Interpol,
Sun City Girls,
Althea and Donna,
Sister Nancy,
Underground Resistance,
Jawbox,
Minutemen,
The Last Poets,
The Count Five,
The Electric Prunes,
Model 500,
Peter & Gordon,
The Tremeloes,
Popol Vuh,
Wasted Youth,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sugar Minott,
Joyce Sims,
Soft Cell,
MC5,
Alison Limerick,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ten City,
Andrew Hill,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ohio Players,
Visage,
The Grass Roots,
Cybotron,
Siglo XX,
Harmonia,
Carl Craig,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.