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 Grenada and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar 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 AZ to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Roger Hodgson,
X-102,
Essential Logic,
Pulsallama,
The Dave Clark Five,
Crash Course in Science,
Unwound,
Tom Boy,
Sugar Minott,
Panda Bear,
Symarip,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Subhumans,
Ituana,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Iggy Pop,
Clear Light,
Average White Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Procol Harum,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Barracudas,
Bizarre Inc.,
Section 25,
Bush Tetras,
The United States of America,
Lightning Bolt,
PIL,
Pharoah Sanders,
Motorama,
Sarah Menescal,
Pet Shop Boys,
Public Enemy,
Quando Quango,
Gil Scott Heron,
Trumans Water,
Goldenarms,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Slick Rick,
Lower 48,
Pussy Galore,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cluster,
48th St. Collective,
F. McDonald,
The Saints,
Spoonie Gee,
Alton Ellis,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lindisfarne,
Stiv Bators,
Oblivians,
John Coltrane,
Bad Manners,
The Wake,
The Neon Judgement,
Moss Icon,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.