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 Papua New Guinea and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sun City Girls to the grime 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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
Peter and Kerry,
Roy Ayers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Move,
Terry Callier,
Subhumans,
Skarface,
Tommy Roe,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Can,
Kerrie Biddell,
Flash Fearless,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
June of 44,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Radiohead,
Morten Harket,
Slick Rick,
Urselle,
Prince Buster,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Arab on Radar,
Easy Going,
Erasure,
Jacob Miller,
Heaven 17,
Moss Icon,
The Evens,
Albert Ayler,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Archie Shepp,
Soft Cell,
Cymande,
Porter Ricks,
Bill Wells,
Marc Almond,
Anthony Braxton,
Funkadelic,
Aural Exciters,
The Buckinghams,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Motorama,
Joensuu 1685,
Vladislav Delay,
Bobby Byrd,
The Offenders,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gastr Del Sol,
Loose Ends,
Intrusion,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Brick,
Connie Case,
Main Source,
Average White Band,
Rotary Connection,
Godley & Creme,
Toni Rubio,
The Fuzztones,
Robert Wyatt,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.