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 Chile and from Mexico City.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Robert Palmer 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T.S.O.L. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
The Searchers,
OOIOO,
Deepchord,
Sunsets and Hearts,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Toasters,
China Crisis,
the Human League,
Minnie Riperton,
CMW,
Man Parrish,
David McCallum,
David Axelrod,
Marc Almond,
EPMD,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Wally Richardson,
The Pretty Things,
MC5,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Techniques,
Yellowson,
The Velvet Underground,
The Associates,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nas,
Con Funk Shun,
The Doors,
Glenn Branca,
The Divine Comedy,
Japan,
Deakin,
Bobbi Humphrey,
K-Klass,
Slave,
Amon Düül II,
Johnny Osbourne,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joe Smooth,
Infiniti,
FM Einheit,
Fatback Band,
June of 44,
Arcadia,
Bizarre Inc.,
LL Cool J,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
A Certain Ratio,
James White and The Blacks,
Girls At Our Best!,
Radio Birdman,
Schoolly D,
The Gladiators,
Supertramp,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mandrill,
Lightning Bolt,
Piero Umiliani,
Derrick Morgan,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.