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 Venezuela and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 clarinet 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 Gregory Isaacs to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Derrick Morgan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bizarre Inc.,
Donald Byrd,
The J.B.'s,
Radio Birdman,
The Tremeloes,
Eve St. Jones,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Scientists,
Vainqueur,
Roy Ayers,
Groovy Waters,
Q and Not U,
Wally Richardson,
New Age Steppers,
Joy Division,
The Monochrome Set,
John Holt,
Davy DMX,
Sonic Youth,
Gang of Four,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Soul Sonic Force,
Wolf Eyes,
Kerri Chandler,
The Techniques,
The Birthday Party,
Steve Hackett,
Theoretical Girls,
Main Source,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Alison Limerick,
Andrew Hill,
Delon & Dalcan,
Make Up,
Essential Logic,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ultravox,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bootsy Collins,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pole,
Con Funk Shun,
Eric Copeland,
Television Personalities,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
B.T. Express,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bill Near,
The Happenings,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Robert Wyatt,
Can,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.