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 Croatia and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Altered Images,
Adolescents,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lou Reed,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Suburban Knight,
Donald Byrd,
Quadrant,
Cybotron,
K-Klass,
Visage,
The Fall,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Offenders,
The Leaves,
Soft Cell,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Nils Olav,
Peter & Gordon,
New Order,
The Skatalites,
Funky Four + One,
Leonard Cohen,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
June of 44,
Jacques Brel,
Dennis Brown,
Oneida,
Joe Finger,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Charles Mingus,
Faust,
Porter Ricks,
ABBA,
Darondo,
The Last Poets,
Rod Modell,
OOIOO,
The Divine Comedy,
The Black Dice,
Sandy B,
Eric Copeland,
Sarah Menescal,
Flipper,
Urselle,
Ronnie Foster,
Tommy Roe,
Judy Mowatt,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sister Nancy,
Terrestrial Tones,
Joyce Sims,
Theoretical Girls,
The Happenings,
The Pretty Things,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Au Pairs,
Intrusion,
F. McDonald,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.