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 Congo and from Toronto.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pharoah Sanders to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Deadbeat,
Bobby Womack,
Niagra,
The Offenders,
The Moody Blues,
Angry Samoans,
Robert Hood,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jawbox,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Warren Ellis,
K-Klass,
The Young Rascals,
Joensuu 1685,
Sarah Menescal,
X-Ray Spex,
Hoover,
Vainqueur,
Marcia Griffiths,
Simply Red,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Fania All-Stars,
Vladislav Delay,
Country Teasers,
Harmonia,
Porter Ricks,
LL Cool J,
The Kinks,
Morten Harket,
A Certain Ratio,
Yellowson,
The Fuzztones,
The Flesh Eaters,
Prince Buster,
Japan,
The Smiths,
Kenny Larkin,
Cameo,
Ken Boothe,
Mars,
The Saints,
Outsiders,
Kaleidoscope,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lee Hazlewood,
Crash Course in Science,
The Angels of Light,
Minny Pops,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Birthday Party,
Eve St. Jones,
Hardrive,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Severed Heads,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fugs,
Sam Rivers,
Alphaville,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.