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 South Africa and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Althea and Donna to the jazz 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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Rosa Yemen,
The Wake,
Surgeon,
Skarface,
The Skatalites,
Simply Red,
World's Most,
The Mummies,
Sällskapet,
Guru Guru,
DJ Sneak,
Unrelated Segments,
Section 25,
Jacob Miller,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gang Starr,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Durutti Column,
The Kinks,
Sandy B,
Japan,
The Dave Clark Five,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Doors,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tim Buckley,
Darondo,
Massinfluence,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
David McCallum,
Skaos,
The Monochrome Set,
The Motions,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
In Retrospect,
Ludus,
Television,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rhythm & Sound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Make Up,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Glambeats Corp.,
Severed Heads,
Traffic Nightmare,
Flipper,
Harmonia,
Dead Boys,
Minnie Riperton,
Joe Finger,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scion,
MDC,
The Searchers,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.