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 Turkmenistan and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Blake Baxter to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
The Evens,
Eric B and Rakim,
H. Thieme,
Laurel Aitken,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eddi Front,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Reagan Youth,
The Pop Group,
The Motions,
The Standells,
Jacques Brel,
Rites of Spring,
EPMD,
Sixth Finger,
Anthony Braxton,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bluetip,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gong,
Bad Manners,
Jesper Dahlback,
Connie Case,
Cheater Slicks,
Public Enemy,
Lower 48,
Kenny Larkin,
Desert Stars,
Minnie Riperton,
Quantec,
Swell Maps,
Infiniti,
Das Ding,
The Young Rascals,
LL Cool J,
Simply Red,
Stereo Dub,
Duran Duran,
Fatback Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cal Tjader,
The Velvet Underground,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Smiths,
Rod Modell,
Black Moon,
Absolute Body Control,
The Doobie Brothers,
JFA,
New Order,
Yellowson,
Popol Vuh,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pet Shop Boys,
Hasil Adkins,
The Toasters,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Alison Limerick,
Peter and Kerry,
Roxy Music,
Underground Resistance,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.