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 Brazil and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 mellotron 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 Sam Rivers to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rosa Yemen,
Massinfluence,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Litter,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
June Days,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Divine Comedy,
Pantytec,
the Germs,
E-Dancer,
Metal Thangz,
Sällskapet,
The Skatalites,
Patti Smith,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Roxy Music,
Sex Pistols,
The Dead C,
Sixth Finger,
Wolf Eyes,
Bobby Sherman,
Parry Music,
Qualms,
The Count Five,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scott Walker,
Flamin' Groovies,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ronnie Foster,
Outsiders,
Supertramp,
The Sonics,
Zapp,
Schoolly D,
Newcleus,
Clear Light,
Rufus Thomas,
Frankie Knuckles,
Moby Grape,
Godley & Creme,
T.S.O.L.,
JFA,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joey Negro,
Bobby Byrd,
Minny Pops,
Pussy Galore,
The Golliwogs,
The Doors,
Radiohead,
Cybotron,
Colin Newman,
The Martian,
Joe Finger,
Whodini,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Basic Channel,
DNA,
Henry Cow,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.