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 Serbia and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar 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 La Düsseldorf to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
The Dead C,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Moody Blues,
Amazonics,
Khruangbin,
Grauzone,
Pagans,
Robert Wyatt,
Fela Kuti,
Brand Nubian,
Hardrive,
Ultra Naté,
The Gun Club,
Radio Birdman,
UT,
The Cowsills,
Ornette Coleman,
AZ,
Mars,
Goldenarms,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Arthur Verocai,
Oblivians,
Glenn Branca,
Peter & Gordon,
The Electric Prunes,
Magma,
Harry Pussy,
The Tremeloes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Smoke,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Shuggie Otis,
New York Dolls,
Black Bananas,
Rosa Yemen,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Divine Comedy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Soft Cell,
The Human League,
Blake Baxter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
L. Decosne,
The Durutti Column,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Grass Roots,
World's Most,
Nick Fraelich,
Michelle Simonal,
David Bowie,
Derrick Morgan,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Gories,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Flesh Eaters,
Barry Ungar,
Ronan,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.