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 Portugal and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 organ 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 Derrick Morgan to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Letta Mbulu,
Wolf Eyes,
Fatback Band,
Morten Harket,
Livin' Joy,
The Modern Lovers,
Davy DMX,
The Offenders,
R.M.O.,
Negative Approach,
David Bowie,
Moss Icon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Duran Duran,
Flipper,
Sex Pistols,
Andrew Hill,
Black Flag,
Fluxion,
Jerry's Kids,
Vladislav Delay,
Boz Scaggs,
Sight & Sound,
The Tremeloes,
The Gun Club,
Infiniti,
Glenn Branca,
Scott Walker,
Rufus Thomas,
Robert Wyatt,
Urselle,
Idris Muhammad,
Aaron Thompson,
The Mojo Men,
Visage,
The Zeros,
Zero Boys,
Sugar Minott,
Pulsallama,
Excepter,
The Residents,
Marcia Griffiths,
Country Teasers,
Gong,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fad Gadget,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
AZ,
Kas Product,
Soulsonic Force,
The Gladiators,
K-Klass,
B.T. Express,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Loose Ends,
Lakeside,
D'Angelo,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fear, Fear, Fear, Fear.
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.