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 Madagascar and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Dave Clark Five to the jazz 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers Ubiquity 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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?
David Axelrod,
the Association,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mission of Burma,
The Fortunes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
This Heat,
Scott Walker,
The Moleskins,
Bronski Beat,
Pierre Henry,
Brick,
The Move,
Buzzcocks,
The Blackbyrds,
The Martian,
Jeff Lynne,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Blossom Toes,
Grey Daturas,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Black Pus,
Davy DMX,
Rekid,
Vladislav Delay,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Minor Threat,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Kinks,
Black Sheep,
The Smoke,
The Count Five,
the Germs,
These Immortal Souls,
Ronnie Foster,
The Fire Engines,
Unrelated Segments,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Janne Schatter,
Moby Grape,
Amon Düül,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sonic Youth,
Connie Case,
Lou Christie,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Blues Magoos,
Yazoo,
Sparks,
Pagans,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nils Olav,
Section 25,
Infiniti,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fluxion,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Circle Jerks,
Brass Construction,
the Human League,
Andrew Hill,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.