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 Kiribati and from Jakarta.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the guitar 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 J.B.'s to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Lungfish,
Glambeats Corp.,
Khruangbin,
the Slits,
Gang Starr,
The New Christs,
Pulsallama,
The Velvet Underground,
PIL,
Janne Schatter,
The Evens,
Young Marble Giants,
Ossler,
Model 500,
Kerri Chandler,
Arab on Radar,
The Victims,
Dave Gahan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Knickerbockers,
Mantronix,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Zeros,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Steve Hackett,
Lebanon Hanover,
Black Sheep,
Junior Murvin,
Morten Harket,
Malaria!,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jawbox,
Matthew Bourne,
Robert Wyatt,
Erasure,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tears for Fears,
The Angels of Light,
JFA,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Minny Pops,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Aaron Thompson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Accadde A,
Brass Construction,
Kenny Larkin,
Delta 5,
Brothers Johnson,
The Sonics,
UT,
Marvin Gaye,
the Normal,
Roy Ayers,
Popol Vuh,
Alton Ellis,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.