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 Haiti and from Edmonton.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the sitar 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 Faraquet to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Negative Approach,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joey Negro,
Peter & Gordon,
Lightning Bolt,
Wire,
B.T. Express,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Guru Guru,
Maurizio,
Eli Mardock,
Chris Corsano,
Inner City,
Althea and Donna,
Magazine,
Bush Tetras,
Derrick Morgan,
Scan 7,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Robert Görl,
In Retrospect,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Aswad,
Urselle,
Basic Channel,
The Last Poets,
Mary Jane Girls,
Al Stewart,
Minny Pops,
The Dirtbombs,
Ultravox,
Clear Light,
Altered Images,
The Stooges,
Make Up,
John Foxx,
Theoretical Girls,
The Velvet Underground,
Jacques Brel,
Second Layer,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Five Americans,
Shoche,
The Mummies,
Deakin,
Fatback Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Moody Blues,
EPMD,
Chris & Cosey,
Mark Hollis,
Amon Düül,
Arab on Radar,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Sonics,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Residents,
Eddi Front,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.