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 El Salvador and from Accra.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 güiro 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 PIL to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sexual Harrassment record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
The Raincoats,
Alton Ellis,
Crime,
Liliput,
Rhythm & Sound,
OOIOO,
The Real Kids,
Royal Trux,
Ponytail,
Underground Resistance,
Fatback Band,
D'Angelo,
Junior Murvin,
Albert Ayler,
kango's stein massive,
Sex Pistols,
Danielle Patucci,
Brothers Johnson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Warren Ellis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Absolute Body Control,
The Invisible,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Basic Channel,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Negative Approach,
Morten Harket,
Black Flag,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Germs,
Interpol,
Sun Ra,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The New Christs,
Joensuu 1685,
Deakin,
The Beau Brummels,
Easy Going,
Accadde A,
ABC,
Delon & Dalcan,
Maurizio,
Alice Coltrane,
B.T. Express,
Pussy Galore,
Harry Pussy,
Funkadelic,
Los Fastidios,
Sight & Sound,
The Busters,
Moby Grape,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lower 48,
Scion,
Echospace,
Reuben Wilson,
Public Enemy,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.