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 Slovakia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Hashim to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
Sixth Finger,
Anthony Braxton,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Organ,
The Star Department,
Desert Stars,
Country Teasers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Kinks,
Tommy Roe,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Detroit Cobras,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Idris Muhammad,
Nas,
Albert Ayler,
Visage,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Steve Hackett,
James White and The Blacks,
Pylon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bill Wells,
Talk Talk,
Scan 7,
Erykah Badu,
Yusef Lateef,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dual Sessions,
Fear,
Harpers Bizarre,
The J.B.'s,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gerry Rafferty,
Scientists,
Groovy Waters,
kango's stein massive,
The Doors,
The Saints,
Bizarre Inc.,
Essential Logic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kayak,
Colin Newman,
The Skatalites,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hardrive,
Soul II Soul,
Black Flag,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cymande,
Dead Boys,
Brand Nubian,
Bob Dylan,
Stetsasonic,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.