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 Kazakhstan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Copenhagen.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the marimba 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 Nirvana to the crunk 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lightning Bolt,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bobby Womack,
Youth Brigade,
Technova,
Bronski Beat,
ABBA,
Minny Pops,
Heaven 17,
Roxette,
Kas Product,
The Cosmic Jokers,
David McCallum,
Scientists,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Joe Finger,
The Misunderstood,
Yusef Lateef,
Silicon Teens,
CMW,
Alton Ellis,
Funkadelic,
The Gories,
Faust,
Desert Stars,
Aloha Tigers,
Suicide,
Au Pairs,
Jeru the Damaja,
Altered Images,
The Remains,
Rakim,
Connie Case,
Little Man,
Mandrill,
Gil Scott Heron,
Urselle,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Idris Muhammad,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ossler,
Lou Reed,
The Move,
Quadrant,
T.S.O.L.,
Pharoah Sanders,
Maurizio,
Royal Trux,
Blossom Toes,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Piero Umiliani,
OOIOO,
Pere Ubu,
Black Sheep,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Pretty Things,
The Index,
Jandek,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.