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 the UAE and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the jazz 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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
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,
Don Cherry,
The Gories,
The Knickerbockers,
David Axelrod,
The Fugs,
Scratch Acid,
The Vogues,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Selecter,
Graham Central Station,
The Dead C,
Public Enemy,
Simply Red,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Marvin Gaye,
Brand Nubian,
Lightning Bolt,
Dual Sessions,
Nick Fraelich,
Heaven 17,
The Young Rascals,
Spoonie Gee,
B.T. Express,
Rotary Connection,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Skriet,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gichy Dan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Gladiators,
Matthew Halsall,
Marcia Griffiths,
The United States of America,
Joy Division,
Yusef Lateef,
Quantec,
Qualms,
Aloha Tigers,
Fluxion,
Robert Wyatt,
Stiv Bators,
Maurizio,
Shoche,
The Beau Brummels,
Stereo Dub,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dawn Penn,
Alphaville,
Rod Modell,
Lou Reed,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Audionom,
Tim Buckley,
Sister Nancy,
JFA,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.