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 Kenya and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Tom Boy to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments 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?
Depeche Mode,
Barry Ungar,
The Young Rascals,
Crispian St. Peters,
Anthony Braxton,
Boredoms,
Man Parrish,
The Five Americans,
Gregory Isaacs,
Masters at Work,
Liliput,
Lyres,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sam Rivers,
Index,
Malaria!,
Easy Going,
Von Mondo,
Cybotron,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
OOIOO,
Q and Not U,
Swans,
Godley & Creme,
cv313,
Roxette,
Buzzcocks,
Jeff Mills,
Cheater Slicks,
ABC,
Idris Muhammad,
The Beau Brummels,
Steve Hackett,
The Residents,
X-101,
Porter Ricks,
Lou Christie,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fat Boys,
Funky Four + One,
Marshall Jefferson,
Duran Duran,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Television Personalities,
Warsaw,
Ludus,
The Grass Roots,
Quantec,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scratch Acid,
In Retrospect,
Pere Ubu,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Gories,
Eden Ahbez,
EPMD,
Goldenarms,
Tom Boy,
Fela Kuti,
D'Angelo,
Mad Mike,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.