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 El Salvador 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Blackbyrds to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
Max Romeo,
Hasil Adkins,
Sister Nancy,
Iggy Pop,
Joe Smooth,
Lou Christie,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Fela Kuti,
Harmonia,
Gastr Del Sol,
The New Christs,
H. Thieme,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sight & Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Deepchord,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Todd Rundgren,
The Mummies,
The Sound,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Can,
Television Personalities,
Danielle Patucci,
Yusef Lateef,
Neu!,
L. Decosne,
LL Cool J,
Brick,
Gregory Isaacs,
Susan Cadogan,
Echospace,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Suburban Knight,
The Dirtbombs,
Hashim,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
New Order,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Brass Construction,
La Düsseldorf,
The Raincoats,
Arcadia,
Rapeman,
the Swans,
Liliput,
Cal Tjader,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Flamin' Groovies,
Man Parrish,
EPMD,
Model 500,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
This Heat,
Stetsasonic,
The Real Kids,
Royal Trux,
Soul Sonic Force,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.