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 Finland and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 rhodes 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 Shoche to the rap 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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Eden Ahbez,
Gregory Isaacs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bob Dylan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
ABBA,
Cymande,
Moss Icon,
Erykah Badu,
D'Angelo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ituana,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marmalade,
Lalann,
Goldenarms,
The Happenings,
the Germs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mr. Review,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Wake,
Minutemen,
Marc Almond,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Radio Birdman,
Grauzone,
Rites of Spring,
Fluxion,
The Red Krayola,
kango's stein massive,
Siglo XX,
Darondo,
Derrick Morgan,
The Last Poets,
These Immortal Souls,
The Litter,
Neil Young,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Aloha Tigers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Busters,
Clear Light,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Saints,
Khruangbin,
R.M.O.,
Monks,
Simply Red,
the Sonics,
Sam Rivers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Slits,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roxy Music,
Electric Prunes,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.