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 Congo and from Madrid.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lakeside to the funk 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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
The Happenings,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Derrick Morgan,
Basic Channel,
Mars,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Barracudas,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lungfish,
Skarface,
Bang On A Can,
The Sonics,
Livin' Joy,
Spoonie Gee,
Eddi Front,
the Bar-Kays,
Hasil Adkins,
The Toasters,
Prince Buster,
PIL,
Tomorrow,
Mark Hollis,
Echospace,
Oneida,
Rekid,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sexual Harrassment,
Neil Young,
The Moleskins,
The Knickerbockers,
The Blackbyrds,
Metal Thangz,
Rotary Connection,
Susan Cadogan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Soulsonic Force,
Kurtis Blow,
China Crisis,
Little Man,
Tommy Roe,
Japan,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Skatalites,
Massinfluence,
Joe Smooth,
Quadrant,
Iggy Pop,
Peter and Kerry,
Outsiders,
Motorama,
Joy Division,
Depeche Mode,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Misunderstood,
The Wake,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.