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 Thailand and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Toni Rubio to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every kango's stein massive 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
CMW,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Barbara Tucker,
Fela Kuti,
the Swans,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
L. Decosne,
Yusef Lateef,
La Düsseldorf,
Royal Trux,
Bluetip,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bush Tetras,
E-Dancer,
Pulsallama,
Crooked Eye,
Black Sheep,
Stetsasonic,
The Gun Club,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Absolute Body Control,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Angels of Light,
Yazoo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gerry Rafferty,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Procol Harum,
Black Moon,
Stereo Dub,
Dawn Penn,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jerry's Kids,
The Neon Judgement,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
David Bowie,
8 Eyed Spy,
Johnny Osbourne,
Echospace,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Howard Jones,
The Birthday Party,
Pere Ubu,
Vladislav Delay,
Sun City Girls,
The Fall,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Grass Roots,
Neu!,
JFA,
a-ha,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Motions,
the Association,
Davy DMX,
AZ,
Glambeats Corp.,
Radiohead,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.