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 Tunisia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Fluxion to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
La Düsseldorf,
Black Sheep,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Last Poets,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
It's A Beautiful Day,
AZ,
Oblivians,
Nico,
Malaria!,
The Victims,
Big Daddy Kane,
Mandrill,
Black Pus,
The Electric Prunes,
MDC,
Bush Tetras,
Amazonics,
The New Christs,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bizarre Inc.,
Schoolly D,
The Associates,
Crooked Eye,
Rites of Spring,
Aloha Tigers,
Janne Schatter,
Massinfluence,
Animal Collective,
The Grass Roots,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Desert Stars,
Organ,
Arab on Radar,
Al Stewart,
Yellowson,
Magazine,
Brick,
David McCallum,
Television Personalities,
Donny Hathaway,
The Beau Brummels,
Hasil Adkins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pulsallama,
48th St. Collective,
Zapp,
Lyres,
The Residents,
Chris Corsano,
Grandmaster Flash,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Max Romeo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fifty Foot Hose,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kenny Larkin,
Danielle Patucci,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sex Pistols,
JFA,
Idris Muhammad,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.