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 Slovenia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 808 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 The Skatalites to the punk 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
The Fall,
Chris & Cosey,
Yaz,
Ice-T,
the Association,
Bronski Beat,
Lindisfarne,
The Evens,
the Human League,
La Düsseldorf,
Jerry's Kids,
Erasure,
Colin Newman,
Faust,
Bizarre Inc.,
Donald Byrd,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sonic Youth,
Dennis Brown,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Doobie Brothers,
Con Funk Shun,
Loose Ends,
Alphaville,
The Mojo Men,
Fat Boys,
Freddie Wadling,
Cal Tjader,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Marshall Jefferson,
Idris Muhammad,
Hashim,
kango's stein massive,
Flipper,
Rakim,
Unrelated Segments,
Scan 7,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fluxion,
Charles Mingus,
Technova,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Franke,
Theoretical Girls,
The Moleskins,
Wings,
Hardrive,
cv313,
Gang Gang Dance,
Marvin Gaye,
The Vogues,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Radiohead,
Brothers Johnson,
The Grass Roots,
Aswad,
Nas,
Quadrant,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Juan Atkins,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.