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 Ghana and from Salvador.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Archie Shepp to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Organ,
Connie Case,
The Slackers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stiv Bators,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jandek,
Royal Trux,
Agitation Free,
Fat Boys,
Talk Talk,
Jerry's Kids,
ABBA,
Michelle Simonal,
Saccharine Trust,
the Normal,
Pulsallama,
Dorothy Ashby,
David Axelrod,
Visage,
Main Source,
Tubeway Army,
Buzzcocks,
Quando Quango,
Radiopuhelimet,
Godley & Creme,
Echospace,
Wire,
Cymande,
Nico,
Scan 7,
Animal Collective,
Babytalk,
Angry Samoans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Grass Roots,
Nirvana,
Young Marble Giants,
E-Dancer,
Radiohead,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fluxion,
Section 25,
Maleditus Sound,
The Cure,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Spandau Ballet,
The Doobie Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Blues Magoos,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Sonics,
Das Ding,
The Standells,
John Foxx,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.