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 Belarus and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Shanghai.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the guitar 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 Robert Görl to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
Quadrant,
The Smoke,
John Lydon,
Hashim,
The Raincoats,
Fugazi,
Amon Düül,
Pylon,
The Victims,
The Electric Prunes,
Babytalk,
Ossler,
Bill Near,
In Retrospect,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bob Dylan,
Ice-T,
Marine Girls,
Erasure,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Cowsills,
Drive Like Jehu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Junior Murvin,
Pere Ubu,
Lucky Dragons,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Letta Mbulu,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Delon & Dalcan,
Morten Harket,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Panda Bear,
Amazonics,
Thompson Twins,
Masters at Work,
Laurel Aitken,
The Monochrome Set,
Shuggie Otis,
Eric Copeland,
Todd Terry,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Wally Richardson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Barclay James Harvest,
Roxette,
The Real Kids,
Slick Rick,
Traffic Nightmare,
Chris & Cosey,
Aloha Tigers,
Derrick May,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Spoonie Gee,
Porter Ricks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Marmalade,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.