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 Egypt and from Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 harpsichord 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 Graham Central Station to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Gabor Szabo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
World's Most,
The Golliwogs,
Harry Pussy,
The Vogues,
Bronski Beat,
Q and Not U,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Names,
Mars,
The Cramps,
Schoolly D,
Kevin Saunderson,
Main Source,
Scratch Acid,
The Slackers,
Lee Hazlewood,
EPMD,
The Angels of Light,
The Skatalites,
Soulsonic Force,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lungfish,
Liliput,
Roxette,
Ronnie Foster,
Brass Construction,
B.T. Express,
Von Mondo,
This Heat,
Peter & Gordon,
In Retrospect,
Eric Copeland,
Lindisfarne,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gang Gang Dance,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Glenn Branca,
Scott Walker,
The Moleskins,
Japan,
The Red Krayola,
Scientists,
The Monochrome Set,
Dual Sessions,
Jeru the Damaja,
Chris Corsano,
UT,
Supertramp,
The Raincoats,
Warsaw,
Fugazi,
The Black Dice,
a-ha,
Eddi Front,
Tim Buckley,
Yaz,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Stereo Dub,
Amon Düül II,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.