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 Togo and from Paris.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 güiro 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 Mo-Dettes to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Ponytail,
The Saints,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Basic Channel,
Eve St. Jones,
Bronski Beat,
Kayak,
Bang On A Can,
Sam Rivers,
In Retrospect,
Jeff Lynne,
John Coltrane,
The Residents,
LL Cool J,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bauhaus,
Suicide,
Faraquet,
The Fugs,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Donald Byrd,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kaleidoscope,
Hot Snakes,
Cameo,
Gang Starr,
Marmalade,
Maurizio,
Pole,
Moby Grape,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Bar-Kays,
The Shadows of Knight,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lower 48,
Buzzcocks,
Dave Gahan,
Jawbox,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nik Kershaw,
The Offenders,
Roxette,
MC5,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Fania All-Stars,
Theoretical Girls,
Iggy Pop,
The Barracudas,
Camouflage,
Second Layer,
Bobby Hutcherson,
CMW,
A Certain Ratio,
Drexciya,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marine Girls,
R.M.O.,
Ronnie Foster,
Angry Samoans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.