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 Djibouti and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 oboe 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 Main Source to the rock 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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Boz Scaggs,
Mr. Review,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Soft Cell,
Mandrill,
The Trojans,
Brand Nubian,
Lungfish,
Monolake,
Arthur Verocai,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Doobie Brothers,
Unrelated Segments,
Soft Machine,
Grandmaster Flash,
Das Ding,
Masters at Work,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Arab on Radar,
Bootsy Collins,
The Doors,
Deepchord,
The Music Machine,
Stereo Dub,
Ultra Naté,
Erykah Badu,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Yusef Lateef,
Black Flag,
Warren Ellis,
Animal Collective,
The Cowsills,
Ronnie Foster,
Monks,
Ponytail,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Association,
The Knickerbockers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Alphaville,
Camberwell Now,
Bill Wells,
Sandy B,
The Kinks,
Eurythmics,
The Last Poets,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Theoretical Girls,
Avey Tare,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gerry Rafferty,
Can,
The Index,
Cheater Slicks,
Funky Four + One,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.