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 Kyrgyzstan and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 CMW to the jazz 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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin 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 harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
Sound Behaviour,
Buzzcocks,
Rakim,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cybotron,
Derrick Morgan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Crooked Eye,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Boredoms,
Cheater Slicks,
B.T. Express,
Accadde A,
Japan,
Outsiders,
Boz Scaggs,
David Axelrod,
Warren Ellis,
Organ,
The Moleskins,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ten City,
Stiv Bators,
The Knickerbockers,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Wake,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Wolf Eyes,
Wally Richardson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Public Image Ltd.,
X-102,
Theoretical Girls,
Arcadia,
Severed Heads,
The Blues Magoos,
Laurel Aitken,
Kool Moe Dee,
ABBA,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Joensuu 1685,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Con Funk Shun,
Erykah Badu,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Suburban Knight,
The Cure,
Skaos,
Quadrant,
Bobby Womack,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bauhaus,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Massinfluence,
The Residents,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Barrington Levy,
Alton Ellis,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.