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 Australia and from Accra.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Michael McDonald 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 Sixth Finger to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs 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 güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
L. Decosne,
Rhythm & Sound,
Radiohead,
Wasted Youth,
Scan 7,
Yazoo,
Peter & Gordon,
Essential Logic,
The Move,
Bad Manners,
Nas,
Surgeon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Negative Approach,
Dark Day,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
AZ,
The Cowsills,
John Coltrane,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Slave,
Black Bananas,
DNA,
Warren Ellis,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Bar-Kays,
Gerry Rafferty,
Stockholm Monsters,
Section 25,
Traffic Nightmare,
Marmalade,
Stetsasonic,
Jandek,
Pole,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kayak,
Intrusion,
Zapp,
Rod Modell,
Nico,
Cal Tjader,
Faust,
World's Most,
Public Image Ltd.,
Crime,
Nick Fraelich,
Faraquet,
The Sonics,
Bootsy Collins,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Amazonics,
the Sonics,
Arcadia,
Man Parrish,
Radio Birdman,
Amon Düül,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.