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 South Sudan and from Woodstock.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Tim Buckley to the rap 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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Grey Daturas,
Spandau Ballet,
Sparks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
10cc,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
ABBA,
Hot Snakes,
Robert Wyatt,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Names,
Avey Tare,
Yaz,
Ohio Players,
Underground Resistance,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Erykah Badu,
Lalann,
Siglo XX,
Neu!,
Joyce Sims,
Pylon,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Loose Ends,
Los Fastidios,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Maleditus Sound,
Mr. Review,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Roxy Music,
Malaria!,
Camouflage,
China Crisis,
Cluster,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Blackbyrds,
Rotary Connection,
Ronnie Foster,
Qualms,
Faust,
Brand Nubian,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Reagan Youth,
Index,
The Pop Group,
Ultravox,
Thompson Twins,
The Gladiators,
Colin Newman,
Barbara Tucker,
Ornette Coleman,
Pharoah Sanders,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lou Reed,
Bobby Sherman,
X-102,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.