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 Lithuania 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Kas Product to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
The New Christs,
Ten City,
Surgeon,
Sonny Sharrock,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Boz Scaggs,
Von Mondo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Infiniti,
Urselle,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mo-Dettes,
Symarip,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
MC5,
Section 25,
Main Source,
Moss Icon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Todd Terry,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bush Tetras,
Ornette Coleman,
R.M.O.,
Vainqueur,
Sandy B,
Lakeside,
The Monochrome Set,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Black Bananas,
Mark Hollis,
The Electric Prunes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
China Crisis,
The Invisible,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lee Hazlewood,
Hasil Adkins,
The Real Kids,
The Happenings,
The Golliwogs,
kango's stein massive,
Barclay James Harvest,
Archie Shepp,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Searchers,
Brass Construction,
The Mummies,
Sister Nancy,
Peter & Gordon,
The Gladiators,
Fat Boys,
Gabor Szabo,
These Immortal Souls,
Chrome,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cluster,
Cal Tjader,
Los Fastidios,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.