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 Malaysia and from Salvador.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 808 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 Lee Hazlewood to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Rosa Yemen,
The Raincoats,
Livin' Joy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Joey Negro,
Ultra Naté,
Tubeway Army,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roy Ayers,
Neu!,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Graham Central Station,
EPMD,
Moebius,
Nils Olav,
The Stooges,
China Crisis,
The Count Five,
Lou Reed,
DJ Sneak,
Excepter,
Los Fastidios,
Wally Richardson,
Crooked Eye,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Toni Rubio,
the Fania All-Stars,
Al Stewart,
The Music Machine,
Franke,
The Monochrome Set,
Thee Headcoats,
Goldenarms,
Pantytec,
The Saints,
Barry Ungar,
Talk Talk,
Cecil Taylor,
Television Personalities,
JFA,
James White and The Blacks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bronski Beat,
Harmonia,
cv313,
Pulsallama,
Andrew Hill,
John Coltrane,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lucky Dragons,
Agent Orange,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Visage,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Index,
Archie Shepp,
X-101,
Guru Guru,
Von Mondo,
Sun Ra,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.