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 Switzerland and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 linndrum 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 Wally Richardson to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Panda Bear,
Sugar Minott,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Metal Thangz,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ken Boothe,
Index,
Qualms,
Bobby Byrd,
Pantytec,
Whodini,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Khruangbin,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Durutti Column,
Patti Smith,
The Beau Brummels,
Warren Ellis,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rakim,
Dead Boys,
48th St. Collective,
Average White Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
Barclay James Harvest,
The J.B.'s,
Nation of Ulysses,
Nick Fraelich,
Mad Mike,
MC5,
Flash Fearless,
The Modern Lovers,
Alison Limerick,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Vainqueur,
June Days,
Ohio Players,
Kas Product,
The Birthday Party,
The New Christs,
the Human League,
One Last Wish,
Barry Ungar,
Pantaleimon,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bluetip,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Supertramp,
the Fania All-Stars,
kango's stein massive,
Stiv Bators,
DJ Sneak,
Johnny Clarke,
Loose Ends,
Suburban Knight,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Deadbeat,
Sällskapet,
Sight & Sound,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.