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 Uzbekistan and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rites of Spring to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
The Cowsills,
The Durutti Column,
The Searchers,
Liliput,
Andrew Hill,
The Offenders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Todd Rundgren,
Eddi Front,
Rotary Connection,
The Skatalites,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Magazine,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The New Christs,
Alton Ellis,
Mantronix,
The Fall,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
John Coltrane,
U.S. Maple,
Archie Shepp,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lakeside,
8 Eyed Spy,
Q and Not U,
The Motions,
Mission of Burma,
Minor Threat,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Joe Smooth,
the Human League,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Marc Almond,
CMW,
Brass Construction,
Patti Smith,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gichy Dan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dawn Penn,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Electric Prunes,
Henry Cow,
Heaven 17,
Johnny Clarke,
The Velvet Underground,
Monolake,
Spandau Ballet,
Traffic Nightmare,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Freddie Wadling,
Marcia Griffiths,
T.S.O.L.,
In Retrospect,
The Slackers,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.