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 Qatar and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jandek,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cymande,
Surgeon,
Patti Smith,
Michelle Simonal,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Public Enemy,
James White and The Blacks,
Supertramp,
F. McDonald,
Joey Negro,
Crash Course in Science,
Marvin Gaye,
Piero Umiliani,
Mars,
Nik Kershaw,
Main Source,
Barry Ungar,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tim Buckley,
The Stooges,
Adolescents,
Joy Division,
Idris Muhammad,
Country Teasers,
Make Up,
The Black Dice,
Mad Mike,
Black Sheep,
Ohio Players,
Guru Guru,
Aaron Thompson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Clear Light,
The Tremeloes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sight & Sound,
Joe Finger,
Cheater Slicks,
Royal Trux,
Marshall Jefferson,
David Axelrod,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
CMW,
The Real Kids,
Andrew Hill,
The Mojo Men,
Brothers Johnson,
Panda Bear,
Carl Craig,
Yazoo,
OOIOO,
Nas,
The Fortunes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.