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 Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 synthesizer 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 The Wake to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Agent Orange,
Johnny Osbourne,
Tres Demented,
Sarah Menescal,
Barbara Tucker,
Morten Harket,
Gabor Szabo,
Black Bananas,
Arcadia,
Eurythmics,
Sun Ra,
John Cale,
Lalann,
X-101,
Danielle Patucci,
Joe Smooth,
Das Ding,
Cheater Slicks,
The Trojans,
Sandy B,
Derrick Morgan,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bootsy Collins,
a-ha,
The United States of America,
Maleditus Sound,
Connie Case,
Hasil Adkins,
Kurtis Blow,
Gil Scott Heron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Marshall Jefferson,
Spoonie Gee,
Michelle Simonal,
Television Personalities,
Stereo Dub,
Massinfluence,
Ronan,
Alton Ellis,
Deadbeat,
Ultimate Spinach,
Flipper,
T.S.O.L.,
The Cramps,
Brand Nubian,
The Golliwogs,
The Motions,
The Sonics,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Mojo Men,
The Dead C,
The J.B.'s,
Barrington Levy,
David McCallum,
Idris Muhammad,
Guru Guru,
Quantec,
Swans,
F. McDonald,
Peter & Gordon,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.