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 Bahamas and from Winnipeg.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 snare 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 Kerrie Biddell to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock 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?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Warren Ellis,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Fire Engines,
Piero Umiliani,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Depeche Mode,
Roy Ayers,
This Heat,
Tropical Tobacco,
Harmonia,
Glenn Branca,
Carl Craig,
Lyres,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Niagra,
Deepchord,
Bobby Womack,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mission of Burma,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Swans,
Johnny Clarke,
Dawn Penn,
Bronski Beat,
Althea and Donna,
Subhumans,
Wolf Eyes,
8 Eyed Spy,
Robert Görl,
Robert Wyatt,
Unwound,
Heaven 17,
The Smiths,
Crispian St. Peters,
Scrapy,
Trumans Water,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Youth Brigade,
The Tremeloes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Five Americans,
Lalann,
Mr. Review,
The Slackers,
The Index,
Eddi Front,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gun Club,
Delta 5,
Circle Jerks,
The Wake,
Roxette,
The Moleskins,
Young Marble Giants,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nils Olav,
The Golliwogs,
Excepter, Excepter, Excepter, Excepter.
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.