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 Angola and from Manila.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 marimba 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 Surgeon to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
10cc,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Delon & Dalcan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Barry Ungar,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Neon Judgement,
Marmalade,
Yellowson,
Skaos,
The Gun Club,
Pharoah Sanders,
Reagan Youth,
Ten City,
Shuggie Otis,
The Pretty Things,
Harmonia,
Massinfluence,
Bill Wells,
Monks,
Urselle,
ABBA,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Brothers Johnson,
Youth Brigade,
Television,
Mission of Burma,
Harry Pussy,
The Barracudas,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Buzzcocks,
The Velvet Underground,
Moss Icon,
Brick,
The Buckinghams,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
48th St. Collective,
Joe Smooth,
In Retrospect,
The Seeds,
Sun City Girls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Q and Not U,
The Star Department,
Rites of Spring,
Bizarre Inc.,
B.T. Express,
Main Source,
The Kinks,
Quantec,
Joe Finger,
Ronnie Foster,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mad Mike,
Talk Talk,
Public Image Ltd.,
Donny Hathaway,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Real Kids,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.