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 Monaco and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Camouflage to the rap 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
Country Teasers,
Hashim,
The Pop Group,
Bob Dylan,
Rites of Spring,
Dark Day,
L. Decosne,
Television,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marvin Gaye,
Gichy Dan,
Spoonie Gee,
The Buckinghams,
Funkadelic,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Con Funk Shun,
Porter Ricks,
T. Rex,
Mantronix,
The Five Americans,
The Invisible,
Sam Rivers,
The Grass Roots,
The Fire Engines,
Susan Cadogan,
Harry Pussy,
Youth Brigade,
Bronski Beat,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Gang Starr,
China Crisis,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Dead C,
Juan Atkins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roxy Music,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Alarm Clocks,
Outsiders,
Ludus,
Cymande,
Ronnie Foster,
Soul II Soul,
Lindisfarne,
F. McDonald,
Mr. Review,
A Certain Ratio,
Soft Cell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Joe Finger,
Eden Ahbez,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Smoke,
Prince Buster,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
John Lydon,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sight & Sound,
the Slits,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.