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 Antigua and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Shoche to the rap 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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
the Human League,
Gang Gang Dance,
Model 500,
Second Layer,
Moebius,
Marc Almond,
Man Parrish,
Malaria!,
Lucky Dragons,
Pere Ubu,
Main Source,
Goldenarms,
Minutemen,
Sparks,
Inner City,
Lou Christie,
Isaac Hayes,
Basic Channel,
Lungfish,
Terrestrial Tones,
Section 25,
Jacob Miller,
Soft Machine,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jacques Brel,
Chris Corsano,
Peter and Kerry,
Alison Limerick,
Pantaleimon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sarah Menescal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Glenn Branca,
FM Einheit,
Hasil Adkins,
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jandek,
Amazonics,
Los Fastidios,
The Evens,
Bronski Beat,
K-Klass,
Rosa Yemen,
Mars,
Nico,
Loose Ends,
Au Pairs,
Kurtis Blow,
Drexciya,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Slick Rick,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Moss Icon,
Ken Boothe,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jawbox,
Tears for Fears,
Eric Copeland,
Fear,
Scan 7,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.