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 Albania and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Robert Görl to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Robert Wyatt,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Hot Snakes,
ABC,
Y Pants,
Tommy Roe,
Talk Talk,
The Grass Roots,
Graham Central Station,
Sparks,
Wings,
Junior Murvin,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amon Düül,
Excepter,
Sister Nancy,
The Cure,
Leonard Cohen,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Kinks,
John Lydon,
The Divine Comedy,
Loose Ends,
Crash Course in Science,
June of 44,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Symarip,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Slits,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Offenders,
Ken Boothe,
Hashim,
The Five Americans,
OOIOO,
Eric Dolphy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Derrick Morgan,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Techniques,
Grey Daturas,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jeff Lynne,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Busters,
Tears for Fears,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Magazine,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Drive Like Jehu,
Albert Ayler,
The Monks,
Cal Tjader,
Bobby Sherman,
The Fire Engines,
Los Fastidios,
The Searchers,
Swell Maps,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.