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 Switzerland and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 synthesizer 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 Nation of Ulysses 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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Dead C,
Monolake,
Ronnie Foster,
Nirvana,
Jeff Lynne,
Black Flag,
The Gories,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sarah Menescal,
Mad Mike,
Todd Rundgren,
Swans,
Janne Schatter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Trojans,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Cowsills,
Marc Almond,
The Gap Band,
Icehouse,
Television Personalities,
MC5,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ronan,
Blancmange,
This Heat,
Radiopuhelimet,
One Last Wish,
Altered Images,
Oneida,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Freddie Wadling,
Franke,
Slave,
Joyce Sims,
Au Pairs,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bluetip,
Johnny Osbourne,
Deadbeat,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Flash Fearless,
Pole,
Black Pus,
Kenny Larkin,
Nick Fraelich,
Curtis Mayfield,
Aloha Tigers,
Inner City,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scan 7,
Masters at Work,
Alison Limerick,
Soul II Soul,
Lakeside,
Ornette Coleman,
These Immortal Souls,
Arthur Verocai,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.